Without watching our waypoints and speed-over-ground I noticed how fabulous our dear Chesapeake Bay can be on a picture perfect October morning. Classic skipjacks...
Huge ships coming and going...
The kids went crazy at the sight of this submarine and the armed navy tender guarding...
And just other sailboats out there following the sparkles in the water just like us.
We went under the bridge again and again (more bridge, more bridge pwease!!) and circled the buoys just to hear the bells.
We didn't know it at the time, but that was the last sail for the season. There used to be a time when we would keep the boat in a constant state of ready for that odd January day where the temps soar to 60 and the sun shines all day so we could throw off the dock lines along with our wool scarves and do some deep winter sailing. Then we discovered the joy and warmth of shrink wrapping for winter. We made a decisions during this cold snap between the hurricane and the impending Nor'easter that we would take off the mainsail and call it a wrap. The bubble will go up soon, and we won't raise our sails again until spring 2013.
I'm glad I didn't know that beautiful day was the last one of the season. It was a good exercise in sailing just for sailing and appreciating the nuance of the journey. It's a beautiful way to view the world.
