Century Club: Jonathan Nepini

Thursday, September 18, 2025
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  • Today's route

A nice long paddle off Forest Landing with Dewey - we paddled up to Nats Creek and enjoyed great conversation and a pleasant evening.

Wednesday, September 17, 2025
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  • Headed out in the drizzle

Out for a short, rainy sail on Barba Roja in almost no breeze to have fun and unwind after work. Despite the less than compelling conditions I had a nice time unwinding and catching up with some friends I've seen a lot this summer but haven't had a good chat with in a while. We tested a new to the boat staysail, which fits very well.

Monday, September 15, 2025
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1 day
  • What a view!

Out for a sunset paddle off Clarke's Landing. The paddle itself was fine, but the true showstopper was the sky from the storm remnants moving in, which made for a truly jaw-dropping sunset. I'm so lucky to be able to enjoy views like these!

Saturday, September 13, 2025
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1 day

Out tubing for the day on the Shenandoah River. The morning started a bit cold, but warmed up quite well, and we enjoyed a lovely relaxing day on the river. The river was running slow, but the water was crystal clear and we had a great time floating, rope swinging, and enjoying the sunshine. 

Thursday, September 11, 2025
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1 day
  • High tide at the ramp
  • Today's route

A late evening paddle off Clarke's Landing to the beaver dam. Unusually high tide meant I could get all the way back that way. I got snapped on a trail camera on someone's pier - probably not the nature they were hoping to capture! There was some traffic at the ramp so I had to float around for a while before I could head in.

Wednesday, September 10, 2025
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  • A disappointing finish

Dewey was out of town, so he gave me the helm on Dangerous for the last race of the season. We started the race downwind in moderately light conditions, and I couldn't decide how I wanted to strategize, waffling between gybe angles and driving directly to the mark. As a result, I was at the back of the fleet by the upwind mark. I clawed back some space on the upwind leg, but RC shortened course and it was too litle, too late. Nice crew work for the most part, defeated by my bad tactics. 8/8 for an uninspiring end to the Wednesday night season.

Monday, September 8, 2025
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1 day
  • Today's route

I took a quick paddle off Forest Landing this evening and took advantage of the unusually high tide to get into the back of one of the creeks. A river otter was decidedly not pleased with my presence, and made an appearance to bark at me. A neat encounter, even if I wasn't exactly a welcome visitor.

Monday, September 8, 2025
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1 day
  • Today's route

Out for a quick evening paddle in cool, cloudy, breezy conditions. I ran up one of the side creeks in McIntosh Run and back to the Wharf. Not exactly the nicest day for paddling, but good to get a bit of fresh air.

Sunday, September 7, 2025
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  • In the bow seat with a lap dog

After some patience waiting for the rain to clear out, we managed to get out for a short ride on the powerboat late in the afternoon. We rode down near Pott's Point, and then up past King's Landing. Cool conditions and a touch of drizzle prevailed, but it was nice to get out and get some fresh air.

Saturday, September 6, 2025
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1 day
  • Sunfish in the sunshine

Up at my friend Lelia's uncle's place on the upper Patuxent for the weekend. We took a nice leisurely afternoon sail on his Sunfish. Light conditions prevailed, and I gave Lelia a lesson on the points of sail. At times the current was so strong relative to the wind we sailed upwind back and forth in front of the dock, and once I couldn't get enough forward momentum to swing the boat through a tack and had to gybe instead. We ultimately did get to take a little tour of the area, and headed in before the evening's forecasted thunderstorms.

We were sitting out on the pier after sailing enjoying the view as the storm rolled in, and watched a neighbor pull a bad gybe on his Hobie Cat, capsize, and get blown into the tall grass on the other side. Tim and I sprung into action and rode over on his powerboat to pull him back across the river. The neighbor was very appreciative of our assist, and thankfully the storms didn't arrive in earnest until after we had the boat packed away and had come inside for dinner anyway.

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