In Hampton, bound for Antigua
I can’t believe that I am finally here in Hampton and nearly ready to head out to Antigua. It seems like forever that I have been thinking “sometime I will go back” but here I am, with departure only a few days away.
The original plan was to depart on Monday the 1st and that date has been engrained in my head for months now, counting down the days and wondering what else I have to do to get Pandora ready to go.
When I left CT last Friday, the goal was to head directly to Hampton, a trip that was supposed to take about two nights and three days, a rum that I have done many times. It’s not a particularly long distance, certainly a lot less than the 1,500 miles that lie between me and Antigua.
In working with Chris Parker, our weather router, he wasn’t sure when I would get a decent “window” to make the trip and for the week leading up to my departure last week, every day the weather seemed to be somewhat more uncertain than the last. Finally, after a week of back and forth, bugging Chris on a near daily basis, he told me to head out on Friday afternoon and plan on rounding Montauk point at midnight. No, don’t round Montauk, at 23:00 on Friday or 01:00 on Monday, but midnight as that would allow the adverse winds that had plagued the run to shift to the northwest and the seas to settle down before I was out in open waters.
As we rounded the point, indeed, the seas were still pretty choppy but after a few hours they laid down and for the next 24 hours we were able to sail along nicely less a few hours of motoring.
Unfortunately, Chris felt that we would not be able to make it much farther than the Delaware river before the wind would really pipe up, perhaps to gale force, albeit a gale from a favorable angle. With that in mind, we opted to head up the DL river, through the Chesapeake and Delaware canal and then back down the Chesapeake to Hampton.
We were to sail more than 100 miles out of our way to avoid the last stretch of water off of the DelMarVa peninsula and that decision was going to cost us a few more days.
So, up the river we went. It was fine and while things were snotty out on the ocean, we enjoyed an easy motor up the river, stopping in Chesapeake City for the night before continuing down the Chesapeake Bay the following day.
I enjoyed showing Steve, my crew for the run, around Chesapeake City, one of my favorite stops along the way. We were able to snag a spot on the free town dock.
Pandora was tied up immediately adjacent to the lovely town green.
We hiked up the tall bridge that looms over the tiny city.
The view of the harbor and Pandora in the foreground on the dock, was impressive.
It was a nice break but when we left the following morning we ran hard aground, or should I say “soft aground” in the sticky mud near the city dock, a spot that we were able to get into at the high tide when we arrived. We left the dock but only got 200 feet when we “smooched” to a soft landing.
Fortunately a friendly boater, Alex from Boston, heading south with his family, stopped by with his dink and offered to help. He took a line from us and tied it to a piling on the dock. We wrapped it around our anchor winch and between the pull of our powerful winch and the engine, we were able to ease our way along and back to the dock where the water was deep enough to float us.
However, the shallow area that we had landed on extended way farther than I had expected and we ran aground yet again. Not to worry, as I have a hand held depth finder so I handed it to Alex who used it to “chart” a path for us to pick our way out and get us on our way.
Cruisers helping Cruisers, it’s the way of the world, well at least the way of the cruising world, with folks that spend time voyaging in small boats always willing to help out.
Having Alex show up at a critical time made all the difference. Thanks Alex, I owe you. They are heading to the Bahamas for their first visit. I hope that they call me for some free advice. After 4 seasons cruising there, I have plenty of fun memories to share.
Our run down the bay was uneventful with about half of the trip motorsailing hard on the wind until we reached Annapolis where we encountered a pretty impressive line of rain and squalls that stayed with us for hours. Once that cleared out it ushered in a very nice fresh westerly wind to carry us the rest of the way to Hampton on a beam reach.
So, after heading out of our way by a full two days, we were happy to finish up the run on a very comfortable point of sail, often moving along at more than 9kts.
Oh yeah, almost forgot. That bow thruster that didn’t work all season and was finally fixed just before leaving CT. It turns out that a nut on one of the cables on the battery had become loose and when I used the thruster to dock in Chesapeake City, the lead lug began to arc over that loose connection. One of the lead terminals on the battery burned, along with the plastic boot that covers it.
Later in the day in Chesapeake City, I had gone forward to use the forward head and smelled a nasty odor. When I opened up the area where the batteries are held, I was horrified to see that everything was coated with a fine black soot.
Well, I won’t go into much detail except to say that it could have been worse, much worse. The thruster draws hundreds of amps when it runs and when I used the unit, the battery with the loose lug “sparked” badly and in the process melted the lead as well as part of the plastic body of he battery. It looked and smelled, terrible.
The fact that the entire boat did not burn was just another example of the fact that God is looking after me. Well, someone is, and while getting the place cleaned up and new batteries purchased and in place wasn’t a picnic, it could have been a LOT worse.
And to make a bad situation way better, Steve is a strapping guy and offered to install the new batteries. What a savior. Thanks Steve.
So, we are back in business and I was happy to use the thruster to move Pandora into a slip yesterday after anchoring out in the harbor for the night while we installed the batteries, or should I say Steve installed the batteries, while I cleaned up all the items that had been nearby and were coated with black soot. The entire process took several hours and we had to launch the dink so we could ferry the new batteries out to Pandora and lug the old ones back to the dock.
Fortunately, the marina was able to order the exact size we needed. And, as they are a “full service yard”, true to form, they charged me a very “full price” for those precious batteries.
So, here we are in Hampton, none the worse for wear, mostly, after a run that took an extra two days, five instead of three, to get here.
Next steps, final provisioning, some weather briefings a few happy hours with fellow Dawgs and hopefully, we will be on our way over the weekend.
Chris says that the best window to depart will be between Saturday morning through Monday morning, a pretty wide window by historical standards.
Of course, he had to add, “and you want to be as far away from shore as possible by Thursday evening as it will really get nasty if you aren’t”. Oh fun…
More to come as we have a weather briefing this evening to see if that window holds.
Today off for a PCR covid test that I need to show the folks in Antigua when I arrive, some last minute provisioning and I wait. Peter and George, my crew, arrive Saturday afternoon and hopefully we can depart first light Sunday.
Before I break, one more thing. We all talk about how different sailors are from power boaters. You know the “stinkpoters” verses the “blow boats”? Well, this sportfishing boat named “Reel Tails” sort of says it all. Subtle right? Wonder what sort of a guy this owner is? I’ll bet that if he fell in the water the weight of his gold chains would pull him to the bottom. And, that would probably be a good thing…
Last evening we had an impromptu gathering around the marina pool. A nice turnout given the fact that I only gave them an hour notice. A very nice group and it was fun to see some of the same folks I spent time with in Maine.
Flags flying proudly aboard Pandora here in her slip.
So, after months of preparation, I’m finally in Hampton and soon… bound for Antigua. :}



I have to say that the keyboard really works well and was very easy to set up, literally a few clicks of a button and it worked.
Then you choose which grib models you want to view. In this case, I did all of them. Then it calculates your assumed route and as you move the slider the boat moves down the course. However, the route assumption in this case, doesn’t wait for a good “window” and assumed tthat I was planning to leave immediately, regardless of the weather that is forecast to be in my path.



The other issue, the malfunctioning bow thruster, took all summer to fix. When I put Pandora up for last winter, the thruster worked fine but come spring it no longer “thrusted”. The bad news is that there is only ONE company in the northeast that can even service the unit and they were booked solid and generally didn’t even return my calls.
Chad, the canvas guy, did a nice job on this along with lots of other little “tweaks”.
Each “jam cleat” is set up with a line that goes up from the bottom of the steering pedestal to one of the wheel spokes to hold things steady. It’s easy to pull the line out of the cleat and to secure things for minute adjustments. It will be interesting to see how it works. I’m optimistic.
I won’t go into much detail except to say that I was able to clean things up beginning with a 5lb sledge hammer to bang down the high spots before filling things in with and apply some thickened West System epoxy. It was cold outside that day and I needed to get three coats applied, faired and then coated with bottom paint, all within 24 hours.
Happily, the damage was only cosmetic so now the keel is fair again and actually looks better than it did before the grounding. Go me…
The marina manager, Brian, was very accommodating and even took the time to launch me on a Sunday following a “short haul” that ended up not being quite as short as it should have been , 24 hours or not. I appreciated his help. He was actually pretty amazed that I was able to get her fixed and ready to launch so quickly. Me too.
Hanging out with all the Dawgs, and there will be plenty of them.
Ok, so I’m almost ready to head south. Now, if I can just get a weather window to head down to Hampton. One step at a time…
His recommendations to the feet also includes advice on how to keep everyone safe on passage. Even those that are fully vaccinated run the risk of a “breakthrough” infection and the idea of being at sea, 500 miles from land and getting sick is pretty scary to me.
Our other events will center on a small street down town with lots of spots for outdoor dining, Queens Way, a short walk from the waterfront.
The local Convention and Visitors bureau in Hampton has been very helpful in pulling this all together. Good thing as I am just swamped with stuff in the buildup to departure.
Behind, Pandora nothing to disturb the tranquility except the occasional lobster boat out checking traps and plenty of sea birds.
On our way to Booth Bay we passed Eastern Egg Rock, where there is a colony of puffins. Sadly, we did not see any as we passed by. This is the only colony of puffins on the US East Coast as they were hunted to extinction 100 years ago. This colony was carefully transplanted from Canada many years ago.
Booth Bay Harbor is a beautiful spot and one that we have visited many times over the years. The harbor is well protected and this church is particularly stunning when the sun is setting. At night the face is lit.
The harbor is pretty built up but being so close to Brown’s Wharf has made for good wifi.
Every night the sunset over the far side of the harbor is beautiful. Of course, last night, not so nice as the remnants of Ida descended on us.
However, 24 hours later the sun is out and while it’s still plenty windy, I can see how tomorrow will likely be a wonderful day as we cross the Gulf of Maine.