5.3 Knots - 6.5 Miles Out

Aelena and I had a great day on the water today. This was the eighth trip I've made and, like most of them, I was sailing single-handed. Got her out around 10 AM. It's Monday so the harbor was much quieter than on weekends.There was a light breeze out of the south-east. I motored out and hoisted the sail right outside of the jetty.

Right away I set course for the northern point of the Isle of Shoals about 6 miles off the coast. I had a great point of sail and my new GPS gave me an accurate speed reading - something I've been without until now. I averaged about 4 knots out past the red nun at the north side of the islands. But I had a long run at about 4.6 knots with the boat heeled at about 10 degrees. The leeward gunnel wasn't really even close to the water, but sailing at that pitch for a while felt great! I think she could do 7 knots without too much trouble.

I approached with the islands on my starboard side. As I mentioned, the wind was out of the south-east so as I passed the island, I entered its lee and slowed to 2.5 knots. I checked the GPS and I was 6.5 miles out. I really wanted to explore a little and see where the docks were, but it took two hours to get out there and I decided to head back.

I tacked and got a big puff coming out of the turn. The GPS said I hit 5.3 knots. Very cool! But the wind shifted and lightened after that and I was lucky to hold three knots all the way back in. Practiced a few jibes and tacks and got back around 3.

All-in-all, a great sail. The GPS is a Godsend. I no longer have to scan the horizon for landmarks and buoys, or pay religious attention to the compass. The GPS gives me the distance to my destination, the distance to way-points along the way, the variation between the course I'm on and the course to my destination, my speed and a graphical view of my position in relation to the coast. It takes a great deal of the angst out of getting back into port.

Once again, I'm writing this hours after getting home and I still feel the motion of the boat. It's not entirely unpleasant, but it is a little disconcerting. I hope to get out at least once more during this week of vacation. I'm also hoping that Lori joins me.