For me, it's the best sailing on my voyage since the west coast of Florida. And it's the first place I've been where there are more sailboats than power boats. Lots more!
And that's no accident. When the Earth's Architect had finished with the construction of North America, he/she suddenly realized there just weren't enough good places to sail. This was 35 million years before sailors or sailboats, of course, but the Architect was thinking ahead, so he/she flung a giant meteor down into the middle of the east coast and -- whammo -- the Chesapeake was dug.
The method may have been a bit flashy, but you sure can't argue with the results: a sailor's paradise.
|Creator of the Chesapeake... |
Faster than a flying power boat!
Commander Francis Almberg, USN, that is. He spent a lot of time in Norfolk and was an integral part of this hive of naval activity. I only wish I'd been smart enough to ask the right questions while he was still with us. Opportunities squandered...
As big as the ships are, the channel that runs through Norfolk is relatively narrow and twisty and spanned by innumerable bridges that open on a VERY restricted schedule. It takes some planning to get through these bridges without major delays. Luckily, I've had lots of experience with bridges by now.
As I emerged safely into Hampton Roads, I figured Norfolk was good training for passing through New York Harbor. It might even have been tougher than the East River. We'll see.
Hampton Roads is just a big harbor on the Chesapeake. Just the merest taste of what was too come. But it was a tumultuous taste. The wind was blowing hard from the north, as it had been for weeks. I ducked into a little harbor next to Ft. Monroe on the north side of Hampton Roads for the night.
A strong north wind would make it tough to sail up the long, broad Chesapeake. What were the chances that I'd finally get a southerly breeze?
Only time would tell...
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