From a dock in Portsmouth, Va.
Well....the story i'm about to tell you is what i get for bragging in previous posts!
here's the short version..... (see previous posts for the background to this tale)
we're in the norfolk area on the houseboat and we decide to go up in a bay and anchor for the night when the wind decides to kick up about 20-25 knots. we throw the anchor only to find that it's not grabbing the bottom and we're being blown towards the shore. its real dark and all i can see is the black silohuette of the tree line when i get a bad feeling about things. closer and closer we go as we're trying to motor the boat toward the anchor to get slack on it where we can pull it up. no go! the capt decides to cut the anchor loose and gun the engines and try to get the boat out towards the middle. this boat we're on is like 70 feet long and 70 tons of steel. long story short we get beached on the rocks on shore with the waves slamming the boat into the rocks over and over. we were very worried that it might take on water and sink right there a few yards from shore. the towboat he called tried to pull us off but couldnt because the tide was going low and we were grounded good! Next morning they came out at high tide and got us off the rocks and back into the bay. no apparent holes, so we cruise off to norfolk to get the boat pulled out of the water and inspected.
Left this morning driving south from norfolk for the next leg of my adventure, painting my way down the outer banks and jumping on the cedar island ferry, back home.
i'd like to thank boardman and mary bell for a great cruise and another one of my great adventure stories! they are great hosts and you dont find better people!