September 24-25, 2003
Cape May, Delaware Bay, Ninesink River

A rough sail including motoring brought us to Cape May. On the way we hooked up a little poor fish but released him with mercy and now hope that he is fine and telling his bigger friends to visit us soon.

The currents at the Canal leading to Cape May were crazy. Shifting and bubbling, stirred up by tide, wakes, river current. Fighting our way we anchored in 8 feet waterdepth having had tried to get to docks unsuccessfully. We saw some sailors again whom we had seen overtaking us during the day. Good to know, we are not that slow.

Delaware Bay

Through a canal at the backside of the bay we slipped to the Delaware Bay. A huge Bay told to have a lot of shallows and current according to friends. We were scared not having any charts or orientation. Shops weren't apparent so we had to dare the risk. We saw some boats and headed their direction. We didn't see any land for quite a time just passing red lighthouses that echoed a telephony sound for the boaters to locate their position. My bum was so sour at the moment I could hardly move. Some lifewests under the buns guaranteed some relief. Maciek had discovered a collection of good sermons in the first mates mp3 case and was disappearing down below for a while. In the meanwhile poor Johannes was struggling against the stinging rays of the sun, biting flies, hurting body parts and flapping sails in the downwind tack.

Ninesink River, Eagle land

We had to motor again and couldn't make it against the current. Only 2 knots speed. That means the outgoing tide swallowed 3 knots. We hid in a river inlet. Beautiful surrounded by sea weed and long Gras. Look pretty much like native land. We saw an eagle cruising close over our heads. By then I knew this is the place to stay. We took a few bends up the river, enjoyed spicy Indian rice and were happy to have an encounter with the world of dreams.

(J)