Monthly Archives: September 2012

John, Nancy and I were up early – John had to attend a bank meeting at 7:30 and I wanted to get an early start.  The kayak had been mostly packed Sunday, so after a few things put away, I … Continue reading →

The days spent with Nancy and John O. were very special.  Colin F., a friend met through work, arranged this visit for me.  John is Colin’s best friend from childhood, and is very interested in boating, and the outdoors in … Continue reading →

Despite the long sleep, I felt lethargic, likely due to the considerable distance paddled yesterday.  I looked up through the trees and saw the sky gradually brighten.  It felt chilly, somewhere in the mid 50’s and last night I was … Continue reading →

I awoke around 7:15 after a great night of sleep of almost 12 hours.  This is what happens when you generally go to sleep in the tent when it gets dark, and get up when the sun is up at … Continue reading →

Grace and I left the Solomons Victoria Inn at 11 AM with the intention of crossing the Potomac River using the 301 bridge that takes you to the Northern Neck of Virginia.  We took route 3 east until 360, and … Continue reading →

Many months ago, I planned on taking some days off after the start of the kayak trip, partly to rest, but most important, to spend time  with Grace.  This turned out to be really important after a very hectic time … Continue reading →

At first light, I was up, excited about getting to my destination for the week, and seeing Grace.  Everything was organized around Katie for a fast departure, and I was on the water on my way by 7:15 AM!   I … Continue reading →

At first light, I got out of my hammock tent, which has been very comfortable so far, and again found Katie floating  near where I left her high and dry, restrained from the outgoing tide by the line attached from … Continue reading →

Upon awaking around 6:30 AM, I found Katie floating in the high tide.  There was not much beach to work with, and fortunately I tied her off.  The bugs seemed happy to see me – they certainly were scrambling around … Continue reading →

Getting back in the kayak was such a relief.  I proceeded against the waves with considerable difficulty to the Sassafras River.  All this time, I gave serious thought to the plan of crossing the Bay south of St. Michaels, and … Continue reading →