Baja Boys Sail to New York City
(Sept 22, Story by Richard)
Block Island to Orient Point, Long Island ( after aborting plans for New London)
The wind howled all through the night making us pleased with the $20 municipal mooring investment. Come morning it was still blowing dogs off chains, so we deferred an early start and explored Block Island instead. Of course, we waited too long & by the time we'd gathered the troops together again by early afternoon, the wind had pretty much died.
Block Island is big summer destination &, but all accounts, really jumps over July & August. By September, it was thinning out but it still had all the signs of a major party venue. There are over 1,500 moorings available - apparently still nowhere near enough on a busy weekend when competition for mooring space is fierce.
Lowell & Bill acted as the advance shore party, testing out the friendliness of the locals. They wisely hired bicycles to get right aroung the island & to help in a quick getaway if needed. Which proved a wise move for Bill when a particularly amorous local girl wanted to take him home to meet the family. Kerry & Angie & Walter waited until the all-clear was given & headed off on foot. The town is at Old Harbour on the east side of the island & has a genteel old New England look with impressive wooden buildings, some dating back to when the island was first settled in 1661.
Lowell, trying to remember how to ride a bike again.At the Old Harbour, Block Is.
Block Island town - pretty quiet today after a hectic few months of summer. But looking beautiful in a perfect autumn day.
A gracious old guest house overlooking the harbour. Unfortunately, they had just finished serving tea & scones.
. ....Things looked pretty promising for Bill for a while but Camille turned out to have a severe case of halitosis & was a lousy kisser anyway.
Bill had relaxed a bit after his lucky escape from Camille & was looking to see if he could find any early Rhode Island relatives.
Angie & Rod put on a brave smile in their cramped monohull "Tigress". They hadn't enjoyed yesterday's heavy windward bash over from Newport and are seriously regretting their recent decision to sell their Seawind 1000 & buy a Valiant 40. After a few sails on the Seawind 1160, they've put "Tigress" back on the market. Rod stayed to work on a few leaking hatches while Kerry, Angie & I gave Walter a brief taste of freedom ashore.
While the crew explored Block Island, I spent the morning showing Charles Chiodi, Editor Multihull Magazine, the finer details of the Seawind 1160. After a lifetime of building, sailing & writing about catamarans, Charles has a huge store of knowledge & experience & it was a delight to have him share some of it with me. I don't think he was just being polite when he expressed huge admiration for the Seawind designs. In his opinion,our biggest drawback to being a major force in USA is the small number of boats that we supply here. He hopes to see us change that.
With the wind blowing directly from New London, we switched destination to Orient Point & Charles stayed a further night before catching the ferry back to the mainland. As the sun set, we were still in serious multihull discussion mode.
Just after dark, we manouvered our way into the tiny game fishing base of Orient Point through a channel only a few feet wider than us. There was the lure of an interesting Long Island bar to visit for a drink with the locals but by the time we had finished up the last of our dinner wine, the local boys had all gone home. We nestled up snug in the harbour knowing that only something on the scale of Hurricane Ivan could disturb our sleep. Or, rather, until the game fishers revved their engines & started out at daybreak. We got Charles on the ferry & readied ourselves for major motoring leg in dead calm conditions.
Until the next Up
date.. The Gato Loco Baja Boys.
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