Plain Jane Plain Talk
Journals from the road, trails and at sea
Category: 2012
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At daybreak, we were preparing to motor 1.5 hours — to return back to dockside. Back to “juice”. Which translates to heat. It can’t happen soon enough. It has been 41 degrees in our cabin since Monday night – Hurricane Sandy’s landfall. While at anchor – the port side engine ignition switch disintegrated. Just like…
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The eerie sounds of Hurricane Sandy along with the sensation of a levitating boat at anchor is haunting. At 40-60 knot winds we weren’t even experiencing the full brunt of what Sandy had to offer. Thanks to our hurricane hole on Wilton Creek. By 5AM, the sounds of Sandy winds changed and bands of winds…
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Sunday evening through Monday morning was spent sleepless.twirling at anchor. When it gets dark and the winds howl muting conversation, the rains resemble waterfalls, and boat groan sounds like the anchor has failed – it’s easy to doubt your sanity. But so far so good here at anchor. I don’t want to jinx anything by…
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The winds are blowing steady from the North – as Hurricane Sandy works her way up the East Coast. Even though she is still out to sea, we are feeling her wide reach. The navigation buoys 15 miles east of us record the wind speeds – and show the winds are registering 40+ knots.…
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Still dockside at Deltaville, and by 3AM the winds are starting to howl. Not steady howling, but enough to wake up Soxy…who in turn makes sure we are listening to the winds. Getting up at 4AM has it’s advantages. We can: – recheck the latest hurricane tracking for the umteenth time, – charge up…
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Thursday 10/25/2012 We had PLANNED to do some sailing – and when we departed for Deltaville VA – this little blip in the news called Sandy was just some storm in the Caribbean. Nothing for us to worry about here in the South Chesapeake Bay. But no. Suddenly Sandy is predicted to take on the…
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After a few days of Deltaville day sailing, we were finally getting our sailing chops back. Well, maybe not completely back – but enough to venture further than 10 miles. It was time to take a cruise. Even if it was only a mini-cruise….we had this need to be cruisers again. Time is limited.…
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By 9PM, all is dark, a cold front with tornado warnings has come and gone, and it’s time to fade into sweet dreams. But first, sounds of Soxy crying for help are heard and Paddy leaps from the salon in a panic. I run to the starboard hull, and we can hear her pleas to…
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After 10 months living on the high-n-dry – Cat Maudy takes to the southern Chesapeake Bay with 2 days of sailing winds – leftover remnants from Hurricane Issac. Cat Maudy and her Captains worked out the kinks on day ‘one’ with 10-15 knot winds…. Hmmm…tacking, furling, unfurling, maneuvering the daggerboard…so many details have gotten rusty.…
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