Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Home again, home again -- sorta

Penelope and I timed our departure from Bellport to catch the ebb current at Fire Island Inlet (or in this case, of course, Outlet) -- left at noon, expected to get there sixish in the evening, and then the plan was to sail through the night again. The wind was from the south when we left, but by the time we got to the inlet, the weather radio was glumly predicting a shift into the west -- dead foul for us, of course.

Now the Scapegrace points very nicely and sails very sturdily close-hauled, but somehow I had no appetite for beating up, board upon board, through the night, after having spent six hours already groping through the labyrinthine shallows of Great South Bay. I should have just said so and determinedly dropped the hook in the pleasant little cove mapped above. But I knew Penelope wanted to get home, and I felt a bit wuss-like hanging it up after a half-day, so I dithered. Not something you want to see your Cap'n doing.

Penelope could tell what I really wanted, which was to anchor and go to sleep, so that's what she advised -- against her own inclinations; and I fear she was disappointed when I allowed myself to be persuaded (twist my rubber arm). This is an old domestic-comedy motif, isn't it?

We had some not-too-bad food to eat and some wine to drink and so we got back on good terms pretty soon. The anchorage was crowded and a bit noisy, but sometime during the night all the day-trippers had vanished, and this was the scene from our cockpit at dawn:


  1. Wow! Great blog! I wish I had found it sooner as I am a sailor on the GSB. And my boat draws 4'6"! The channel can be tough; did you stay in the state boat channel that skirts the north shore of Fire Island, or did you come up and get into the real, regular Bay?

    And I wish I had found it before you passed Babylon. You could have crashed here for the night and we could have maybe had a beer or three.

    And I love the other blog: Lefties are much less common where I live then where you live. And by much less common I mean I'm the only one.

    Now I am going to go back to the beginning and start reading the boat blog. What a great birthday present a boat is!

  2. Thanks for the kind words!

    We stayed in the regular channel, or a marked channel, anyway. I don't have a chart in front of me, but IIRC we stayed pretty close to the barrier island until long about Fire Island Pines, where the buoyed channel takes a swing to the north and then cuts pretty much east-west parallel to the main Long Island shore and closer to it than to Fire

    By the time we made it into the GSB we were already east of Babylon, but now that I know the way I wouldn't mind making the trip again, if the beer is still on offer.

  3. And out here the place marked "Harbor of Refuge" on your map is called "Sore Thumb."

  4. I am so glad to hear that. I figured it must have a local name, but the chart was uninformative. I can see what the name must come from -- the little east-west spit that bounds the anchorage on the south ends in a strangely abrupt muddled bumpy promontory. "Sore thumb" seems just right.