#76 I took an "easy like Sunday morning" kayak run to the Boy Scout camp and back. I hugged the shore all the way, frequently taking to people walking along the beach or just listening to the sounds of the waves. Apparently I was so close that it confused the GPS in Strava. Obviously I was not paddling on the dirt like Strava indicated.
Century Club: Bob Ohler
#75 I attended Mass in Solomons and afterwards I opted to go for a sail rather than immediately going to dinner. I made the correct choice. Sailing like a lazy man, I sailed under yankee only to SMSA racing mark "K," toasted Brian there, tacked and got in before it got dark. The sail choice worked well as I had 12 to 16 knots, with the with wind blowing in off the Bay and the significant chop that goes it. A really nice evening, sailing single-handed.
#74… Friday, 8/21… This was one of my all time, top ten, best sailing days ever! You don’t plan days like this. They just happen.
On an August day that featured “Chamber of Commerce weather,” I went in search of the breeze. Sailing single-handed, I sailed out of Back Creek in Solomons, and out into the Patuxent. Thinking that the wind would be better in the Bay, I tacked several times before exiting the river. Going easterly across the Bay, I was constantly trimming and tweaking all three sails … anything to gain a tenth of a knot more speed. The wind was fickle going across the Bay. I had wind shifts, less wind, and more wind. Steadily, I made my way across to the shipping channel and to the other side. The water depth over there goes from very deep to shallow very quickly. When I got even with the red #76 buoy, which indicates the eastern edge of the channel, reluctantly I tacked to head back. Trimming the sails once more, Aloha Spirit took off. This was exactly what I had been searching for all day. She was flying! By the end of the day, I had recorded my second fastest boat speed for the well sailed, 42-year old boat. After 5 hours, I put her back in the slip. I cracked open a beer to celebrate an incredible day.
Put a star beside this entry in the log book! I’m going to remember it.
#73, With Jay on helm, we got around the course on a light air evening, eventually finishing in the dark.
#72... On a perfectly calm and silent Bay, I paddled to the crab pot line, to the oyster sanctuary, along seagulls row, and home. Just logging a day on a perfect evening.
On a light-air night, the RC wisely shortened the course. Following the race, we stayed out for a little free sail time.
#70 - I ran a triangle route out to the crab pots, north along the pot line and back. I got a good arm and shoulder workout and I had my heart rate up!
#69 This was supposed to be a get in, go paddling at dawn, and get home for a homemade oatmeal casserole breakfast Instead, I made my best effort to catch up to the pod of dolphins. I learned that I can’t paddle as fast as they can!
#68 "D" is for Dawn! This one one was special! The sunrise, the wildlife, the illumination of the sun. It was a tremendous experience. I saw the sun rise, a bald eagle, herons, seagulls, and even a pair of foxes on the beach. This is was a great paddling trip to the pier at Camp Roosevelt!
After an eventful week, I got back out on the water. There was nothing fancy about this trip, just paddling against the breeze to the Breezy Point line, under the dock and back.

























