Stayed in Crab Creek today.
Century Club: Eva Hill
Wednesday, July 17, 2024
Number of days:
1 day
Hot and humid. Sound familiar? I managed to drag myself out of bed, drag myself to the dock, and drag myself out the creek and into the South River toward the Rt. 2 bridge.
Tuesday, July 16, 2024
Number of days:
1 day
I must be insane to go out in this weather, and yet I have. Stayed in Crab Creek today.
Sunday, July 14, 2024
Number of days:
1 day
Apparently not. Crab Creek to Little Aberdeen. Soaked in sweat. Why do I do this?
Saturday, July 13, 2024
Number of days:
1 day
Took Heron out for a spin and enjoyed the apparent wind we made, keeping ourselves from melting. Ended up in the Rhode River, anchored near Whisper, and spent about 3 hours just floating. Too hot to do anything else.
Thursday, July 11, 2024
Number of days:
1 day
Expecting the worst in heat and humidity, it was a joy to find a breezy and warm morning.
Crab Creek to Church Creek.
Sunday, July 7, 2024
Number of days:
1 day
It's been a long long weekend of too much sun, heat, sweat and wine, and not enough sleep. Got out early enough this morning to avoid the heat, but I'm still exhausted. Paddling to Little Aberdeen Creek, with Rick on his SUP, was a chore.
But we've also fashioned a new rope attachment point for my kayak, which will hopefully make getting on and off less stressful for both me and the 'yak.
Picture is from Lake Ogleton, where I swore I'd never swim, but it was so hot that we did anyway. Blame it on peer pressure.
Friday, July 5, 2024
Number of days:
1 day
A steamy, suffocating day. The plan was to join friends on Pinafore (docked on the South River) for an AYC concert raft-up on Lake Ogleton, where we'd tie up with Whisper.
Best laid plans....
Whisper was out with engine trouble, and Pinafore's guest list seemed to be getting longer. Enter Heron. We picked up the hobbled Whisper crew on our boat, speeded to Lake Ogleton, and staked out a likely anhoring spot. They soon joined us, as did Beggar's Tomb.
Wine, food, conversation followed. The heat ultimately drove some of us -- including me -- into water I'd had no plan to swim in. I keep a swimsuit on each boat just in case of such emergencies.
Thursday, July 4, 2024
Number of days:
1 day
The storms cleared, but the humidity did not. Nevertheless, we motored the short distance from Liberty Marina to the mouth of Almshouse Creek on the Edgewater side of the South River. Lots of boats jockeying for position, and lots of wake, but it eventually settled for the fireworks display.
We watched the crew of one small powerboat haplessly attempt to anchor a half dozen times and felt their pain. So, rather than be the smug, safely anchored, old folks sitting in our deck chairs, sipping chenin blanc and reveling in the compliments tossed towards our ancient but pretty boat, we waved them over and gave them a bit of advice. With Rick's guidance to let our a LOT more scope, they nailed it. Such a boy scout.
We were back at Liberty in minutes, but Heron hates to back, so docking in the dark was a trial. We eventually made it.