The first 4 hours of travel were almost boring. Flat seas, calm winds, and sunny. Then right around 10 am the seas started to churn. Not from weather or wind or storms, but boats. Lots and lots of boats. Zipping this-a-way and that-a-way, they got this huge body of water swishing and splashing. For the next 3 hours we were rocked, socked, and smacked in all sorts of directions. To add to that, the further north you go the narrower the bay gets, so the out-going tide slowed our progress to around 6 knots -- pretty darn slow for us.
|Easterly travel into the Bay from Solomons |
|Lots of lighthouses mark shoals|
|I couldn't believe with all the boats zipping|
around WE were the ones who spotted them.
At this point they have our line.
We docked around 3:30, about an hour later than we'd planned. Originally they wanted to put us in a slip, but we are a 16 ft wide vessel, and the slips are maybe 17 feet. Between the lack of space the wind that came up, it wasn't going to happen. They put us on a T-head, which was just perfect.
Once all the lines were on we took the dog for a walk. Minutes after returning to the boat, this happened:
Russ and I had just had a conversation that we needed to practice our "MOB" (Man Over Board) maneuvers. Never know when you'll need to use them. And then... Good gravy, what a day!
|The Coast Guard tied up to us. Eventually so did the fireboat.|
|Baltimore Fire Boat, waiting to get the stranded people to their dock.|
|Baltimore in the distance.|
|After the rescue we had to move aside to let this car|
carrier through the channel.