Day 2
I woke early as I usually do when there is open water to cross. After eating my fortified oatmeal and drinking a cup of Earl Grey, I motored out the river, through the breakwater and into the Bay. Winds were light from the SE until 7am when it freshened, enabling a close reach at about 4knots. It dropped off around 8:45 and I tacked toward Smith Island sliding north with the flood.
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Full sail |
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Intermittent showers throughout the morning |
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Crossing the shipping lane |
Motoring through the breakwater around 10:45 Annie slipped into Ewell, the small but largest town on the island. It was pretty quiet except for the activity around the fishing boats unloading at the docks. I toured the small museum and after finding Rukes closed, stumbled on a small grocery that made sandwiches. I had been to the island some 25 years before to consult on the feasibility of developing the museum. It didn't seem that long ago. But not much does.
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Entrance to Smith Island |
On return to the dock, I was somewhat surprised to meet my friends Mike and Kevin. We had loosely communicated about a rendezvous but with no time plan. They were aboard Kevin's Marsh Cat that they had launched at the Janes Island Campground on the mainland to the east. They grabbed a crabcake sandwich and we explored a bit on foot before heading to Tylerton on the island to the south. Even smaller and more remote I was taken by the hard scrabble existence these island people endure.
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Kevin & Mike |
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Little T, Kevin's Marsh Cat |
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Aptly named I must say... |
Kevin and Mike had located a somewhat sheltered anchorage behind a dredge spoil and we turned in early. It had been a full day.
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