All Aboard
Friday, September 8th: It’s Grandparents Day weekend. Splitting rays of sunlight tease in and break through those grayish skies. Back-and-forth and with our gear finally stowed away we slipped Tabasco off her mooring, once again. Ares’ high spirit was a perfect matchup to mine!
Yet, in trepidation, Peter engines us through the narrow harbor channel. He’s still uncertain whether or not the weather will hold; ever mindful of a safer course. I’ve finally got my courage up to tiller and want to sail fair winds and follow sea; before it got too rough… This old cow-girl needs to ride the sea! At times, we all must take back from what threatened to take us deep. As we’re made to be stronger sailors through those storms. If today, we were out in the sea (and not in the bay) blustery winds, whitecaps and swells would have stalled our course. Yet, it turned out to be a perfect day on the bay.
Ares is steering the tiller in his first sailing lesson. We’re on an adventure into the Narragansett Bay today!
We hugged the shore line and observed weather for awhile. The islands and the land itself calmed the ~15kn. So, we readied and hoisted the main sail. Go figure, we caught a leech… After trimming and filling our bellies, we set out sailing across the bay. Lady captain is back on deck. Rachel and Peter are bookends to the earth. And, thar she blows. It was not too hard as the wind didn’t catch enough to fetch in the bay.
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