This post is going to be a departure from the usual postings at GIS Amateur Style, because: 1. It is not about my Goat Island Skiff or about another Storer boat, 2. It includes guest commentary as in, my very own brother L, who will add his perspective and wit to BroVenture2011!
BroVenture2011 is similar to VisionQuest/ManQuest2010 which is detailed here (my version) and here, except that it is not a 4 day quest in my Goat but a 4 day cruise in my brother's boat, the legendary Aquarius 23. I say legendary because people now like to make them into cheap motor boat conversions.
|I AM GOING TO BE A LEGEND SOME DAY, I HOPE|
Anyway, my brother and I are adventurers, and Vikings. We like salt water, we like sailing, and we like doing things our own way and we needed to go on a trip together. He's had this boat for years, lived on it, etc. and we never sailed together. Time for that to end. We planned a four day cruise in our homewaters of the mighty and great Connecticut River to "the great wet barnyard of Long Island Sound" (Fitzgerald). Destination... well, we dreamed of Block Island.
Day 1 Essex to Niantic Bay: RAIN. It RAINED. It rained all day. We got the boat set up, in the rain. My brother when he installed the roller furling system several weeks prior installed it backwards with the drum facing forward. The jib halyard went up the mast. I stuck L into a bosun's chair and hauled him skyward in the rain on a line of dubious quality so we could rig the jib. No pictures, it was RAINING. Everything got wet. Nothing was going to dry. We went home twice to dry out and eat soup. Finally, we left harbor and headed down the Connecticut River southbound to the waters of our youth, our Long Island Sound!
|Long Island Sound with less than optimal weather...|
|My brother the Skipper at the helm in his new rain jacket, the $0.60 poncho! Note poncho as day goes on...also note our tender to get from anchorage to shore! (being towed)|
|Lynde Point Light (1838), 65' tall flanking the northern end of the channel leaving the CT River|
|Saybrook Breakwater Light (1886) 50', famous and on the license plates on the southern end of the channel. Her blinking green light will see us over the far horizon, good-bye beautiful and mighty CT River, you are ended here.|
The wind picked up and soon we were making good speed and time. Thunderstorms boomed behind us and ahead of us, yet we successfully dodged the worst of it (or they dodged us) and we luckily did not get embroiled with something we couldn't hack.
|Ponch isn't looking happy|
|Wind is up and boat is heeled over! Notice spacious accommodations and beefy muscle mascot! Goat Island Skiff doesn't have cozy bunks!|
|The weather behind us|
Right about this time, I decided to go below to rummage and stow some loose gear, when I hear a FWAPFWAP and a "OH NO" from my brother. I rush topsides thinking he's over the side only to see him looking back at the chart book floating on the surface of the waves. It's waterproof, so we aren't worried about it getting ruined-- I swing the boat around and we make haste to recover the book (we need charts so we don't hit one of the hundreds of reefs in Long Island, Block Island, and Fisher Island Sounds) when the book literally just disappears. In an instant we learned that waterproof chart book also meant non-floating chart book and in but a blink, Long Island Sound became quite larger, the sun was that much closer to the horizon, the anchorage was that much further away, and we were without a chart back-up.
|In a fit of fury over the chart loss, the poncho gets what it had coming to it.|
|Feeling free from clammy poncho and musing on the idea that liberation is impossible when charted, L reflects on what an Electric Blue Sunset means...|
L's Commentary on Day 1!
|L at the helm as we blast out of Niantic Bay|
|Spooky and large she came from nowhere. Pretty damn cool. One ass (probably from NY) tried to race the sub and was quickly subdued by the Coast Gaurd. MorAN!|
|Inspecting the new chart and realizing that only by sheer luck did we not manage to impale ourselves on numerous reefs!|
I missed the glorious lighting of the place so one picture is not mine:
|Watch Hill from our anchorage note dinghy|
|Our Intrepid Vessel at anchor|
|Watch Hill Cove from the bluff|
|Napatree Point from the bluff-- one of the most glorious beaches I have ever been to, ever, anywhere, anyplace.|
|Yes, it really looks like this! HOLY SHAMOLEY|
After investigating the beach, the town, and some other stuff, we retired to the boat to whip up some dinner. L made pasta with tuna and sauce and we drank beer and watched the earth spin our side of the globe away from the sun.
|Make me dinner!|
|The Skipper enjoying the fruits of his labor.|