Leaving Tidewater Marina |
It's always apparent how much we've forgotten when we've been away from the boat for awhile. We had just turned out of the marina basin when the navigation system died because the inverter tripped due to an overload condition. I forgot to shut down the battery charger and hot water heater. That was a fun 5 minutes slowly moving down the river with 2 barges coming at us and a large motor yacht trying to pass us while I was running up and down trying to follow the re-set sequencing.
Eisenhower, Warship #69 |
How they got the Eisenhower in this berth is a mystery but there it was looking all freshly painted.
I am struck by this interesting change of attitude we go through whenever we are in one place for over a week.. We arrive at a destination and stay for a few days and are consumed with a desire to leave. Then we settle in and enjoy the place with no thoughts of leaving. Soon after we enter the squatter stage where the place feels like home because we've gotten so familiar with the area. Then are faced with having to leave and a pall of reluctance settles in and it takes a concentrated effort to get ready to depart. But once we're moving again all is at it should be.
We ended up as the last boat in a 5 boat flotilla moving through the Gilmerton Bridge and a mile beyond that several of the sailboats hung a right to enter the Dismal Swamp Canal which we took coming up here a few months ago.
Tied up at Top Rack Marina |
A few hours later another Looper boat came in and tied up right next to us. We ended up talking and later went to the bar and dinner with them. Great couple, John and Debbie who, it turns out know Bob and Carole who we met in Marathon. Small world.
We intended on leaving early enough to make the 9am bridge opening. I thought all the boat traffic trying to get through the bridge at the 8am opening would jostle us awake.
No, we had to go through the small (blue) lift bridge. |
We had to idle in front of Steel bridge for about 5 minutes but all made it through. (The new, higher Steel Bridge will be in operation by 2017).
We motored quickly to Great Bridge Lock where, luckily, we were directed to the south lock wall which has all rubber railings so we didn't need finders. 15 boats squeezed into the Lock.
Great Bridge Lock and our locking companions |
The parade out of the Lock to the Bridge |
Made it through the last of the swing bridges |
The rest of the day we cruised at a comfortable 7.5 mph through parts of Currituck Sound and then on to Coinjock Bay. Mary gets annoyed when boats pass us. I dont and usually wave and ask where they're going.
And we were passed. By several boats, some even sailboats. Well, I should qualify this. Sailboats usually motor and dont sail especially in these waters. So we were passed by motoring sailboats, not sailing sailboats.
Running across Currituck Sound with company |
Coinjock Marina |
And much to Mary's delight there is an abundance of dogs here including ones we knew as puppies last year when we came through here. Black labs, equipped with a tennis ball which you were required to throw so they could go fetch it. Even in the water. Pretty funny.
We are having dinner here (Prime Rib. Hey, its the recommended entree of choice!). And I suppose the bar will have the Packer game so ... Uh Oh. No game at the bar, but it is on of our satellite stations.
Very clear night with a beautiful quarter moon shinning on the silhouette of the full moon. Neat.
We are very tightly packed on the dock so the extraction process tomorrow morning will be entertaining. And we'll be participating!
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