Kinsale, VA

This is the first time we have had wifi since we left Irvington.  We are at the dock at Port Kinsale Marina waiting for friends to arrive to sail with us this week.  Having showered ourselves and the boat, hauled the garbage we accumulated over the week to the dumpster, and taken a bike ride, we are now ready for cocktails.

Last night we spent an evening at anchor just around the point from here in a quiet little cove.  Watched ospreys and an eagle soar around us as we tried to catch a fish. They were jumping all around the boat, but none wanted what Tom was offering them.  We had sailed from an anchorage on Indian Creek near the town of Kilmarnock where we had stayed two days waiting for the cold front-associated-weather to settle before heading out.  The Bay was a bit chopped up still but we had light wind just enough off our nose to be able to sail most of the way to the Potomac.  Once there, the wind pretty much died so we motored into the Yeocomico River and our anchorage for the night.  It was a beautiful day with clear skies and cool temps.  So nice after all the heat we have had on the Chesapeake.

The trip took about 7 hours which we have decided is longer than we really want to do anymore.  We used to think that was a regular day of travel on the boat but not any more.  "Cruising" is more to our liking now that we don't have any schedules to worry about (as in work).  Maybe that is a function of age but I like to think it is more related to wisdom. We have been happy to poke around some of the beautiful creeks and rivers that feed into the Bay, not going any further then a few hours at a time.  Of course, if we absolutely had to get somewhere, we 
would if we had to,or  if there was nothing to explore along the way.  It is fun to sail a while if the conditions are right but that is often not the case.  The wind is too much or too little or in the wrong direction, or the water is rough, or it's raining.  When you live on a sailboat for a time, you find the perfect sailing day is a rarity.