September Vacation - Day 1

Today is the first day of a 15-day vacation. I've always liked taking my time off in the summer, and it's even more true since I got the boat. I put it off until now for a couple of reasons, but after today, I'm glad I waited.

When I got up this morning, I found that Lori had gotten out of bed early, cleaned the place really well and made coffee. And the weather was perfect! It's Friday before Labor Day weekend and it was hot and sunny.

I had a leisurely cup of coffee with Lori before she left for work (she couldn't take the time off). At about 10 I packed a bag and headed for the marina. There was only a mild breeze coming out of the harbor, but a couple of miles out, the wind freshened and I had Aelena cruising between 4 and 5 knots. The swells were between one and two feet - not really enough to feel.

About a mile from the islands, the wind picked up and I started seeing scattered white caps. The boat began pulling hard and heeling a lot. She stayed well above five knots for a long ride and actually hit six knots for a short stretch. We were running against the current, too, so hitting six knots in these conditions was quite fun. (But not as exciting as the 7 knot ride in my last post.)

I got further out into the ocean than I've been before about a quarter of a mile beyond the islands, to their North. It was great out there - strong wind and and a decent chop. Not much traffic, either. I turned her around at exactly 1PM - 2 hours after I left the ramp at Rye Harbor. It was about a 7 mile jaunt, so I averaged 3.5 knots.

After coming about to head back in, the ride was a little rougher, or so it seemed. She was heeling excessively, even though her speed was only around four knots. After a while, I reefed the main sail thinking that would help straighten her out and might even add some speed. But all she did was slow down to three knots and seemed to develop more weather helm. After about five minutes, I pulled the sail back out and had an awesome run back into the harbor. She was flying between three and five knots all the way back. I returned to the dock under-sail, just as I left it earlier in the day.

All-in-all, it was a perfect sail. Catherine, I wish you could have been there. I think you'd have been hooked on sailing as I am.