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Late April - All Good Things

4/30/2010

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We knew our time in Charleston had to come to an end.  It just seemed to sneak up on us faster than we wished.  We were torn between our love of this wonderful city and the desire to get north to see family.  As we waved goodbye to Marianna, we knew we would soon need to be doing the same ourselves.  We started to follow their progress and start to turn our attention to our own travel plans.

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Clint takes the helm
Orion Takes on Crew

We knew we wanted to be in Hampton by mid-May, and wanted to travel outside as much of the trip as possible.  Being relatively close to NC on both ends of the trip, we invited Cathy’s brother-in-law Clint to join us for the trip.  Clint’s last trip out on Orion had been 5 years ago, when we were painfully new at sailing.  After a couple of days bobbing on a languid Chespeake Bay with no wind in the sails, we thought he would enjoy another chance to maybe get some real sailing in.  He would also be a help on the longer runs and would get to sail some on familiar and some not-so-familiar waters.  He agreed to join us and made his way south, arriving on the train Tuesday, April 27th. 

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Dave explains the weather forecast
We put him to work almost immediately.  Dave began showing him all the boat systems – the engine, the instruments, the batteries, etc.   Dave showed him his sources for weather and how he went about interpreting it.  He went over the watch schedule for our offshore runs, the log books, the radios and the list goes on.  Cathy spent this time preparing meals for the trip, which would last at a minimum two days, meaning a couple of lunches and suppers, along with some snacks that needed to be readied.

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Flat Calm as we depart Charleston
In studying the weather, Dave began to see a window to head out on Thursday, April 29th.  Unlike most of our previous outside runs, we were hoping to just sail as much of the trip as possible.  That meant that we needed a window with enough wind to sail, but from a direction that would keep the seas manageable.  We were beginning to see a long period of sustained southwest winds that would do the trick.  Since the weather seemed to be holding, we headed out mid-morning along with Pagan Chant, our neighbor on the dock.  The morning’s flat calm conditions were gradually replaced with a steady southwest breeze as predicted, and by early afternoon, we were zipping along.  Pagan Chant decided to head for Southport, so we said goodbye earlier than we expected.  Since we were heading for a least Beaufort, and maybe a trip around Hatteras to Hampton, we pointed further east toward a point off Frying Pan Shoals and sailed into the night.

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By early morning, the winds were too light to sail.  We started the engine and motored through the day until once again the wind picked up in the afternoon.  We assessed the situation after supper and decided not to attempt the run around Hatteras.  That meant we needed to aim for the Beaufort inlet.  However, we didn’t want to come in before sunrise.  So, we set a course that should eat up the hours until sun-up, reefing the headsail to de-power the boat and slow her down.  Unfortunately, we kept doing better than we expected.  As we neared the inlet, we took in the headsail completely and just sailed on the main alone.  By this time the flood current was giving us a boost as well.  We managed to sail around until the eastern horizon became light enough to douse the sail and motor into the inlet. 

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The sun sets off NC on Friday
By early afternoon, we had sailed up the Neuse to the South River, where we anchored along with a number of weekend sailors.  We were tired, but felt good about the trip, having sailed for 35 of the 52 hour run.  We still had some work to restore order to the cabins below, top off the fuel tanks and prepare routes for the next couple of days.  However, the steaks on the grill never tasted so good, since we felt we had earned them this time.

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Dinner at Hyman's with Bill and Bette
Charleston – The Last Hurrah

With the comings and goings of other boaters, we got to enjoy the company of both new and old friends.  Bill and Bette from Inspiration joined us for the free Star Trek moving on their first day in Charleston and later at Hyman’s Seafood for a farewell dinner.  Larry on The Dove came aboard one rainy Sunday to catch up on his winter travels and later we met him and his fellow traveler, Victoria on Malie, who was single-handing as well.  We happened to take the same tour of the Calhoun Mansion one afternoon, which was an elaborate mansion built with the fortunes made in blockade-running during the Civil War, and restored to its former glory by its current occupants after years of decline.  Carolyn and Keith on Whim were at the Maritime Center when we arrived, having recently brought the boat down from Beaufort with plans to sail back to Maine for the summer. 

Patty and Joe on Acacia were our neighbors for a few days.  They had some troubles with their electronic charts and GPS interface on their computer.  Dave seemed to be able to resolve most of the problems so that they could now use them underway, much to their delight.  We took in an Earth Day film festival at the nearby Hippodrome theater, along with an “after party” that had a bluegrass band and good food. 
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And for the first time, we were able to try the wonderful food prepared by the St. Phillip’s Episcopal ladies in their “Tea Room” fundraiser, held once a year in April.  Okra gumbo and pecan pie were a southern delight, although not necessarily Dave’s first choice.  We discovered the wonderful fare at Hyman’s Seafood, enjoying it so much we returned a couple more times in our visit.  The owners have a custom of visiting every table during the evening, and there was no question that he recognized us by our 3rd visit.  We told him it would be at least 6 months before we could return however.

(Not Much) Boat Stuff

We managed to squeeze in a little boat stuff.  Cathy was able to scrub the V-berth well, since we had to empty it for Clint’s arrival.  Dave equalized the batteries, which are doing very well after a winter’s use.  He also managed to convert a string of 110V LED Christmas lights into a 12V strip after some trial and error.  When the experiment seemed to work, he soldered the connections and installed them in the cockpit.

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Serenity Nycole
Family News

We were pleased to welcome the newest addition to our family, Serenity Nycole, born to our son Adam and Christina on December 12th.  She is a lovely little girl.

Next stops

We’ll be headed up through NC to arrive in Hampton Roads by Mother’s Day if the weather holds.

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Early April - Relaxing in Charleston

4/25/2010

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It’s been two weeks since we pulled into Charleston, and we’ve settled in so well, we may need to be pushed out of here when it comes time to leave. Pat left shortly after we arrived, anticipating the birth of a new grandson, who arrived on April 15th. Fred and Marianna remained behind, allowing time to enjoy the city and for the crew (Julie) to make a road trip. Although Marianna will be pulling out soon, (with another new crewmember, Isaac, on board), we will stay behind for another week or two before heading north again.

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Sunday’s highlight was an Easter egg hunt in the graveyard.
Easter Sunday

The first full day in Charleston after our arrival was Easter Sunday. We decided to go once again to the Circular Congregational Church for their early Easter service. Afterwards, we were invited to what turned out to be an amazing Sunday brunch, followed by an Easter egg hunt for the children in the only open space between the buildings – the graveyard. It was a lot of fun to watch (and maybe help a little with a few hints), and a tremendous metaphor for the day.

The next weekend, we joined some members of the congregation to prepare and serve breakfast at a men’s shelter in a small way of giving back to the community. We don’t always get the chance to do this.
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Flying High

Shortly after arriving, we learned that the US Navy Blue Angels were going to be performing over Charleston harbor in a couple of weeks. We decided to stay at least through the event, especially since it was going to be centered over the Maritime Center. It wasn’t hard to figure out when the jets had arrived, since the sound of them was deafening as they made maneuvers over and around us – first, in practice runs on Thursday and Friday, and then in the performances on Saturday and Sunday. Their precision flying and speed were amazing and awe-inspiring, and we couldn’t believe our luck at securing such a perfect ringside seat for all the action. We were even closer than the VIP seats, which were on shore just outside the Maritime Center building. (This location also created a minor inconvenience, by putting the marina offices and restrooms on the other side of a security barrier for 3 days.)

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Skimmer races ahead of us toward the finish line.
Racing to the Finish

The week of April 8 – 11th was Charleston Race Week. About 150 boats are engaged in races through the day on Friday, Saturday and Sunday of the event. Races take place both in the harbor, and out in the ocean. We would have normally paid little attention to the activities associated with this event, but that all changed when Dave jumped aboard another boat in the harbor to help it move from one slip to another in the marina. John on Ragtime was looking for crew to help him race his Gulfstar 44 ketch in the ocean races over the 3 days. After making sure that he understood our experience was limited to cruising, not racing, we agreed to join him. Fred joined us as well, contributing both his sailing and racing experience to the crew. 

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Dave takes the helm during the downwind leg.
We ended up racing 2 of the 3 days with – how shall we phrase it – mixed results. The conditions both days were windy and the ocean was rougher than we have generally experienced (with the possible exception of a few nasty inlets). On the first day, we managed to start and finish the first race, but we were only on the first of 4 legs in the 2nd race, when the headsail blew out and we had to “retire” for the day as they say in the racing world. We later learned that our first finish didn’t count, since we didn’t pass between the correct marks to indicate the finish line.   That’s OK. Tomorrow is another day.

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Fred helps to raise the main sail.
John pulled out his back-up headsail for the 2nd day’s racing, but it was having some problems, and we had trouble pointing very high. This proved problematic as we tried to tack across a narrow start line to begin the race. Although we were successful for the first race, we took too long in the second race, which disqualified us. So, once again, we decided to “retire” for the day. Since, in our first race, Cathy managed to aim for the wrong marks at the end of the 2nd leg of the course, we managed to be disqualified yet again and therefore got credit for neither of the races we entered that day. It wasn’t all a loss, though. We still had fun and learned a bit about racing in the process. We ended the 2nd day with a sail north up the Cooper River past the old Navy base. Since we’d never been that far north, we had a good time seeing this part of the river from the decks of Ragtime.

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Studying the racing rules. We probably should have done more of this.
John and Anne had to leave for home unexpectedly the next morning, so Saturday’s contests were our last attempt to prove ourselves for this event. We still have quite a ways to go before we would go from calling ourselves cruisers to racers. And it’s a lot less to worry about when it’s on someone else’s boat.

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Dave and Fred enjoy the game.
RiverDogs Baseball

We took in two Charleston RiverDogs games at the Joe P. Riley stadium (the “Joe”), which backs up to the Citadel campus north of downtown. Since the first game was in the evening, we had to time our departure to make sure we didn’t miss the last bus back to town. We would have had no problems, except it was just our luck that the game was tied at the bottom of the 9th, as the tying run crossed the plate seconds before the final out. That meant extra innings. We stuck it out as long as we could, but finally had to leave as the 11th inning was about to begin. It turned out the RiverDogs beat the Lexington Legends by 1 in the 12th inning. We were glad we didn’t wait any longer, since we just made the last bus.

Our second game was a day game (to ensure we had no bus problems) and was supposed to have an all-you-can-eat buffet. When we arrived, however, we were surrounded by thousands of kids from area schools. Apparently, we had chosen to attend on “Education Day”, and the usual buffet was not going to be held. Instead, we were offered a seat in a Sky Suite for the same price, where a waitress would take our orders and we could order as much as we wanted. That suited us fine, and we enjoyed a great view and some good food. 
It wasn’t so good for the River Dogs who lost the game to their opponents, the WV Power. Maybe next time.
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We picked up a new toilet to replace our broken one.
Boat Stuff

You may recall that we had a few items that broke down as we made the journey from the Bahamas to Charleston. First and foremost, there was the matter of a broken toilet that needed to be addressed. After checking with West Marine, the toilet was under warranty and “all” we had to do was return the old one in order to pick up a new one. This wasn’t going to be a pleasant task to take a used toilet by bus to West Marine. Luckily, when Dave mentioned this to the marina staff, someone was able to drive him to West Marine with the old toilet and bring him back with the new one. 


Having installed the original just last summer, Dave had a pretty good idea what would be involved. We had already pumped out the holding tank and rinsed it with water to minimize the mess. Dave then disconnected the old toilet. While it was out, Cathy cleaned behind it thoroughly. Then we put the new one back in without too much difficulty, considering that some of the connections are not the easiest to get at. It’s been working great since. Whew!

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The burnt out inverter has been removed.
The other issue to be resolved was our burnt out inverter. It was a Peak 1200W inverter that Dave had installed in January. So, he contacted the company about the problem. They were very concerned about the issue and responsive in dealing with the problem. They immediately sent a replacement 1500W inverter and supplied a pre-paid UPS label for the return shipment of our damaged 1200W inverter. Unfortunately, we realized once the new one arrived that it lacked the remote switch. This is an important feature for us, since it allows us to turn the unit on without crawling back into the engine room. When we spoke again to the company about it, they told us they would ship a unit with a remote to us, but that we could keep the 1500W inverter for our trouble. They also said they would let us know what they found out about the damaged unit. 

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Cathy working to win prizes.
Work Hard, Play Hard

So, the rest of our time in Charleston is being divided between work and play. We caught up with our mail, which generated several days of activities, including doing our taxes. The Maritime Center has a free washer and dryer, so one full day was taken up laundering clothes, including some of the mattress and cushion covers that got so damp in the cold last winter. (The Maritime Center happened to replace the dryer while we were here, making this less of a hassle, since the old one had trouble with large, heavy loads.) And the marina’s excellent WIFI connection allowed us to do some work on the internet that had been long delayed. 

To take a break from the work, we found a few diversions. We had arrived just in time for the free Movies in Marion Square on Thursday nights, and have taken in 2 of the 4 movies so far. We’ve even won a few T-shirts in the process. The Farmer’s Market started up the day we arrived, and we’ve managed to sample its ware on a couple of occasions. Then there are those baseball games, and time spent with Marianna before they have to leave, to name just a few. With a couple more weeks to go, we should have no problem finding ways to enjoy the time in this beautiful city.
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