Stars and Stripes

The Stars and Stripes in San Diego harbor - its fast

San Diego from the harbor

The last two days

We found the only bar in Massachusetts that doesn’t have a TV! After our telecon we headed to the chartroom bar to watch the England game. Alas, no TV. Of course you can stream to your phone if you have a subscription through Xfinity to ESPN– but we don’t (can’t stand overpaying for hundreds of channels of garbage). So we managed to follow the game with live updates on our phones (Gaurdian and NYtimes) as well as with text messages from my brother and one of my sister in law. It was probably better as England didn’t play well and we lost and are now out of the world cup.

We are very happy that we have dual citizenship because tonight we can cheer on the USA vs Portugal.

From the stern of Prairie Gold in Red Brook Harbor

On Friday morning we departed Red Brook harbor at low tide. Any of you have been through this area know that this can be quite intimidating. But since it was out fourth transit through the narrow channels we were fine. 

Notice the very shallow region beyond the buoy

We quickly hoisted sails and headed for the Cape Cod Canal. At 10am I had another telecon (the final one of the trip). Afterwards, Yolande commented that I had never been so quiet on a phone call before!

 A classic as leave Red Brook harbor

Entering the Cape Cod Canal (this time I got my Flood and Ebb correct) 

Passage through the canal was a breeze and we then turned north toward Scituate for our final night. We managed to sail for about half the distance then needed to turn on the engine. We arrived at Scituate, noticed wear in the sail, so did a quick patch job, then headed to land for our last dinner of the vacation – Oro.

Sunset from PG in Scituate

Saturday morning we woke to another beautiful day in all ways but one – wind. We force sailed for an hour, then motored home.

 Scituate on departure

Visibility was amazing - Boston from about 18nm

During the trip we had our GPS track running as well as monitoring distance through our through hull speedo. The former recorded 385.5 nm and the latter 380nm. I guess this means it is well calibrated. We only used about ½ a tank of diesel and did not need to refill, a good indication of how much wind we had. 

Rain and fog

We departed Hadley harbor after a very quiet and peaceful anchorage to head north towards the Cape Cod Canal. Since we have a 1pm teleconference (I did say in an earlier post that we are working while we vacation L ) and England play in the World Cup at 3pm today we decided to just take a short trip. We enjoyed Red Brook harbor so much that we returned.

It was our shortest leg of the trip, but since it was rainy and foggy with little wind, we didn’t really mind. Of course we did get the sails out!

We recently purchased a 4’ x 6’ American flag (now that we are citizens) and have it hoisted to the top of the mast while in port. We are now looking for the Union Jack to show our dual citizenship.

Vessel about to enter the Cape Cod Canal

And here is our favorite vessel

Cuttyhunk, Edgartown, Nantucket, Hadley harbor

I have been a little slow to write the last few days. I have been having too much fun. Actually, I have been having to work from the boat in the mornings before we disembark. Excuses over. Here is a recap.

We motored out of Cuttyhunk up Buzzards Bay and then through Quicks Hole into Vineyard Sound. Once we entered the sound the wind immediately picked up – it was as if Buzzards Bay and the Sound had different climates and they are just separated by a strong of islands. We were able to sail with the current and make good time up and around Martha’s vineyard and enter into Edgertown.  We had hoped to dock but a 100 foot sailboat, Chimera designed by Ted Fontaine, took up all the dock space. But she is such a beauty. We called for a mooring and were told to take the first free blue mooring ball. We called back with the number and nobody came to collect the fee. We called back, no answer. We went on land and called again – no answer. We stayed the night for free. Well not so free. It costs $4 per person for a launch ride to the docks. Since we went in for dinner and to watch the USA – Ghana game as well as the next day for dinner, it cost a total of $32.

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Edgertown is a quaint town, but like all that we have visited, they are hurting from the long winter in New England that has caused school closing to be delayed by 2 weeks. Good for us, we can get in anywhere with no booking.

The next morning we left Edgertown with fantastic winds. We started wing on wing heading NNE, then cut east (beam reach) then SE (close hauled) to Nantucket. Of course we were racing all the way. Although there are not many boats out on the waters yet, any that are, are ready to race. The guide book says that it is necessary to book up to 6 months in advance to get a reservation in Nantucket. The marina was almost deserted – again the winter worked in our favor. We have never been to Nantucket before. It was fantastic – at least without tourists. And Yolande found a great Tapas restaurant – Nautilus. Go there, highly recommended.

So today we start back toward home. Disembarking at Nantucket was a challenge with 20kt crosswinds and deckhands that didn’t have a clue what they were doing to help. Two came along, and I had to explain what docklines are. They said they could bring a third dockhand– I declined. But we made it our without harm. I guess the tight space at our home marina helps tune the boat maneuvering skills.

 Any marine maintenance staff available?

 Owned by some fancy restaurant owner - Really thats my helicopter; there wasn't space on Prairie Gold so they let it land there!

 Leaving Nantucket harbor

As we left Nantucket, the winds were a constant 25kts. We were sailing with both sails reefed and having a blast. Of course, before we left the marina we had washed off the windows and deck of salt to give better visibility. Lot of good that did.

For 3 days the currents had been in our favor. Now we were pushing against them for several hours. And they are strong. Suddenly the wind dropped so we motored toward Woods Hole and the infamous “hole”. Now that we were under motor power we dropped a lure off the back. I took a quick nap to be woken by Lande telling me that we had a fish on. A great bluefish that was really tasty after it was bbqed an hour later. Coming through the hole was uneventful. Its narrow, there is a cross current and we were motoring through at 11kts. We decided to get through the hole today, rather than stay vineyard sound side, and motored into Hadley harbor. Its private land and there is a small place to anchor. We sit at anchor (with bloody mosquitos) but it’s a beautiful place. 

9000 nm on Prairie Gold

The winds were roaring overnight in Block Island, though passageweather.com predicted they would drop by late morning. We headed out of Block Island on a nice sunny day and got into our first race against a 47ft boat. Who says, “size doesn’t matter”? As we turned to the east toward Buzzards Bay the wind died (as predicted) so we motored (although we left the spinnaker in the sleeve attached ready to go into action). Our destination was Cuttyhunk; we have never been there before but always wanted to go. About an hour and a half before arrival the winds picked up to 15 kts so we used that spinnaker and sailed as fast as the now silent engine was previously taking us.

Cuttyhunk is a pretty place. They charge $45 a mooring and have them packed tight. There is no way that a 47foot boat could moor here as their stern would hit another boat.  Presumably this is why the large boats were hunkered in the corner under anchor. However, I would never go over there. The boats look fine with the current wind direction, but with swing if the wind changes it could get ugly.

We learned that each year 4,000 boats moor in Cuttyhunk and that the fees go to the town for things such as their sewage treatment system as well as for reinvesting in the mooring field. At $45 a vessel that’s $180,000 per year.

We radioed for oyster delivery but their driver was not working. We could go to the dock to get some. This is the first time on the trip where a dingy would have been useful. Still not convinced about dragging a dingy around for thousands of miles for an occasional use. Although last night I am sure those oysters would have tasted good.

Today was an important day – we reached 9000nm on Prairie Gold. There is a tradition in our family that was established by one our daughters on long road trips from the Midwest when we lived in Iowa. She would draw important events on the trip.  Yolande made the important drawing for this momentous achievement.

And some morning scenes in Cuttyhunk

Racers need to consider currents too – a costly error

We headed toward Block Island from Newport in dense fog and low wind. Passageweather.com, our trusty guide while sailing, predicted that winds would pick up and from a favorable direction for our sail. Again, the website was correct. We slowly made our way to Block island and based on wind direction we were heading to the NE tip of the island. Since the entrance is on the western side we tacked to the east and realized that there was a strong current. By the point we were near to the tip of the island, where the depths change from deep to shallow, and we were heading into a 2 kt current. With the wind and the current there was a lot of chaos in the water. Ahead we could see a line where the water became flat, almost like a mirror. As we made the transition across this line the current disappeared. At the same time there was a sailboat race where the boats were racing parallel to the current/no current line. Because winds were relatively low at this point some boats were drifting a little to the east. If their drift crossed into the current, their race was toast as the current took them sideways.

Here we are looing back at one boat racing but caught by the current. This boat had no hope of getting back across into the low current zone. Note you can see the two looks of the water – the mirror-like low current, and further away the turbulent water in the current.  As we looked back on the race 30 minutes later we could see that there were two classes of boat – those caught by the current (they lost) and those who escaped its grip.

This shot is as we are motoring in a westerly direction through the current with a view of the "line in the water" and the race occurring for the most part in the low current water.

Friday - No Wind, No webex, No womiting

Friday was a calm foggy day. 

We had decided to stay in Newport and to sail up Narragansett Bay for half a day. We set off and there was fog, at times very dense fog. The wind was very low, only 5 kts, but we got the trusty spinnaker out a couple of times; however, when the wind dropped to 1 kt we knew that we had been defeated. We turned and motored south and got in the middle of a Rolex race.

Its incredible the speeds these boats can achieve in little wind. We got our spinnaker out again and were holding our own. We then decided to call it a day, at which point the rain poured. The skipper made a good choice and headed for home. One thing we learned in this afternoon was that it doesn’t matter how much you have paid for your boat or your sails, you can’t beat a production cruising boat (i.e. Prairie Gold) when there is no wind.   

We had four days of excellent wind - yesterday was poor and the forecast doesn't look great. Hopefully soon the wind will return.

Wind, Webex and Womit

Thursday was a series of records on Prairie Gold, but more of that later. We set off at 8:30am with the wind still at a good pace. Navigating the narrow channel around the islands was interesting to the visitors – very narrow channels and as you pass the tip of Bassett’s island, you can see the submerged sand just beneath the surface of the water as a distinct yellow zone. I wouldn’t like to come through as a novice in a storm. During our navigation through this area we saw a Hinckley sloop that, based on its speed, was a local. We were to see more of this boat.

Narrow channel

As we rounded Scraggy Neck we hoisted our sails and put on our seatbelts. We had a long one tack sail with maximum speed of 8.8kts (theoretical hull speed of 7.4). The wind was perfect as we were able to sail with full sail all the way to Newport. Our Hinckley friend sailed closer to the southern side of Buzzards Bay that allowed us to out pace them. Then they joined our heading and followed about 2 miles behind. We ended up with this relative positioning for the whole sail.

Hinckley chasing, but not catching

Normally when we vacation we turn off the computers, phones…. This time we have a lot of work going on so we decided to sail anyway (the other choice was to stay home). While on a Beam reach and with the Atlantic rollers coming in we hosted a Webex team meeting from the boat under full sail, with 6ft waves. Yolande vomited three times, once during the webex (fortunately she muted her phone). I could get into this life (not Yolande vomiting although it does happen) but the life of being at sea and remotely connecting to keep the pay check coming in.

We docked in Newport at Newport Yachting Center where the Newport boat show is held. As we docked a Hinckley docked to. Yes the same Hinckley. 

 This cat was flying

 This Swan is on the same finger pier as Prairie Gold

Across the parkway from us

Ebb or Flood that is the question

Departure from Scituate was under overcast sky and with little wind, but within 30 minutes the wind grew so that we could sail towards the canal. With time the wind turned and we were heading further out into the middle of the canal. At this time I checked the tide time in the canal and realized that I had my ebb and flood confused. The current would be against us as we arrived. We had two options – anchor near the canal and wait for the current to turn to an “ebb” current, or turn further east and head to Provincetown. We chose the second and had a wonderful sail reaching speeds of 8.5kts (theoretical hull speed in this boat is 7.4kts) under spinnaker and mainsail on a beam reach.

The forecast for the night was for continuous wind and it would turn to the north and then with time from the NE and to the E. Clearly a low pressure system was coming up the east coast. As we set of from the harbor we quickly got out the sails and had several hours of great sailing. Once we turned around the tip of P-town we hoisted the spinnaker and sailed across Cape Cod bay to the Cape Cod canal. Again, at times we reached 8 knots. We arrived at the canal by about noon which allowed us to use the last couple of hours of the ebb current. Of course it only took about an hour because our speed over ground was over 10kts.

Once we exited the canal we turned south and anchored off the tip of “Wings Neck” for a teleconference. We then weighed anchor and headed into Red Brook Harbor where we stayed at Kingman Yacht center for the night. The approach was winding and narrow to say the least – a couple of years ago we wouldn’t have tried it. But following with buoys we were fine.

I could get into the life of working in the morning, sailing, then holding telecons on the fly. Maybe this afternoon’s telecom will be done under sail power.