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Swing Bridge on the Alligator River

We left the Alligator River Marina as soon as it was daylight this morning because we wanted to make it to Belhaven, N.C. today.  The sun was rising as the moon was setting and it was absolutely beautiful.  The picture below does not do it  justice.
 
 
As soon as we left the marina and got out into the middle of the river, we had a swing bridge to go through. We didn’t know what to expect since we’d never been through one. A section of the bridge pivots 90 degrees, staying horizontal to the water. When it is open it allows two lanes of water traffic to pass by with the pivoted bridge section in the middle of the lanes. It was very interesting. As I said before, I didn’t know there were so many different types of bridges to accommodate water traffic.  From the Alligator River, we went onto the Alligator River-Pungo River Canal which connected us to the Pungo River (makes sense, doesn’t it???) The canal was wider than the Dismal Swamp Canal, but the cruising guide recommended boaters stay in the center of the channel because of tree stumps hidden under the water. I didn’t read any history on this canal. The cruising guide mentioned occasionally boaters have seen black bears swimming across the canal. Gary and I were diligently looking for bears swimming in the water and once I thought I saw one at the shore, only to realize it was an old rusted barrel. Dang!

The Pungo River was our route to Belhaven. With the wind at our stern (the back of the boat) we had an easy 50 mile journey to our destination. We motored since the wind was light; but even though we were motoring, the wind increased our speed by helping push us along.

We are presently tied to a dock at a marina, awaiting more rain that is to come sometime after midnight. We have shore power (electricity) so we have heat and plenty of hot water-things we take for granted in a home. Tomorrow it is suppose to rain all day so we plan on staying here two nights. We will check out the town of Belhaven tomorrow. The marina has golf carts we can borrow to ride around the town. How quaint is that? It sounds like fun to me, riding around in a golf cart in the rain. Just thinking about it reminds me of the time my dad and I were playing golf and got caught in a rain storm-good memory actually.

Gary is checking the navigational charts to plan our next day’s journey. That’s the captain’s job you know. Galley slave had the night off and got to have dinner at the restaurant here at the marina. The stuffed flounder with crabmeat was excellent….

Sunrise as the Moon sets - breathtaking

Sunrise as the Moon sets - breathtaking

Albemarle Sound

We didn’t plan on leaving Elizabeth City today, but the weather report indicated it would be a good day to travel across Albemarle Sound since the wind wasn’t going to be over 20 knots. Our boat sails well in 15 knots of wind and 20 is still manageable. As it turned out, the wind got up to 20 knots providing Gary with a great sail across the 14 mile journey. It was a fabulous day on the Albemarle Sound.

The water was choppy with small white caps as we took down the sails and motored into the Alligator River. I don’t really know if there are alligators in this river, and I don’t really want to know. “Ignorance is bliss” so they say. I don’t know who “they” are; but it seems “they” always know what they’re talking about.

We followed a boat in to the marina where we are staying tonight. We had spoken to the couple on this boat via VHS radio and found out they were going to the same marina we intended to go to for the night. It’s a good thing they knew the route, because it appeared to us to be difficult to find, as rookies. It’s that God and idiot thing working in our favor again…

There is a “swing bridge” right as we leave this marina that we will have to go through in the morning. We‘ve never encountered this type of bridge before, so we’ll give you the scoop on how it all works out in the next blog. It will open on demand, so we won’t have to wait until any particular time to take off in the morning.

 A lady on another boat took pictures of us crossing the sound and e-mailed them to us.  What a gift.

White Swan sailing across the Albemarle sound

White Swan sailing across the Albemarle sound

Elizabeth City, NC

The second lock on our route opened at 8 :30 AM today. We followed two boats down the canal, which made it nice for us in that we didn’t have to worry about debris in the water because their wakes pushed it aside as they went through the water ahead of us. SWEET. We also followed their lead as we went into the lock. Much easier than the first time. Life’s experiences are the best teacher; and boating is just like everything else in life, in that the more you do something, the easier it becomes.
 
 
We had five miles of the Canal to navigate before reaching the Pasquotank River. This was a fun river to navigate, with lots of bends and turns. The GPS, as well as the boat in front of us, made it a very easy trip. It wasn’t until we reached the Pasquotank River, that I really felt like I was in a swamp. At the edges, green flotsam could be seen, and to me that’s what made it look like a swamp.
 
Right before entering Elizabeth City, we had to call the bridge-tender on the VHS radio to let him know of our need to go through the bascule bridge; and, he responded immediately with the opening. Up to this point in the day’s journey, the wind was calm. As we entered the harbor at Elizabeth City, and prepared to get a slip at the Mariner’s Wharf, the wind picked up because of the vast openness of the river and the direction of the wind. Fortunately, the town pays to have a man at the wharf to help people get into the slips. I’m not even going to discuss the difficulty we had, but we finally secured the boat, with much relief to us and the wharf-tender. It’s an ADVENTURE! The wind became really fierce accompanied by a torrential downpour. The good news is we were already secure in our slip by the time it hit. Goes back to Gary’s belief “God protects children and idiots.”

Since it was such a yucky time to be on the boat, we attired ourselves in rain gear and toured the historical waterfront part of town. This town was first visited by the English in 1585 and settled in 1793. It’s original name was Reding and later renamed Elizabeth Town, and then it‘s current name of Elizabeth City. “Third time is a charm.” I guess.

The largest Coast Guard command center in our nation is in this city; however, we did not see it.  We visited the Museum of the Albemarle, which is not far from the wharf. It’s hard to explain how nicely done the exhibits in this museum are. The exhibits take the visitors on a journey from the days of the Native American Indians to present day. There also was a wonderful exhibit of waterfowl decoys. If you’ve ever been in our home, you know of our interest in decoys. Needless to say, we enjoyed this part of the museum tremendously. They had a duck shoot game set up in this part of the museum, and I have to admit, for the first time in my life I picked up a gun and tried shooting the inanimate flying ducks. I didn’t do well, so most of the inanimate little duckies lived. Most of Gary’s died.

We went to the Colonial Restaurant and had a southern home cooked dinner. Then we went to the Carolina Theatre & Grill, which was much like the Commodore Theatre in Portsmouth.  The movie“Old Dogs” with Robin Williams and John Travolta gets thumbs up from the Glenns.

THE GREAT DISMAL SWAMP

 
  We left the Portsmouth/Norfolk area today and headed south down the Elizabeth River only to be challenged by six bridges and the first lock we have ever had to navigate. The only bridges we’ve contended with on the Chesapeake Bay are “bascule” bridges. These are bridges that lift up by a counterbalanced weight that looks like a big hinge.

Just south of Portsmouth is a huge “lift” bridge; the likes of which we have never seen. A whole section of the bridge rises straight up horizontally into the air so the water traffic can navigate under it.

We obviously showed our ignorance while going through the first lock. We were the first boat into it and thereby had no one to observe as to proper procedure. Suffice it to say, we learned. It’s not difficult once you know the routine. We read in the cruising guide to call ahead on the VHF radio and ask the lock-tender which side to have the lines and bumpers ready before entering the lock. We did as instructed. Once inside the lock, the next step was to throw the lines up to the lock-tender. One end of the line is cleated off onto the boat; and we were suppose to hang onto the other end of the line and throw the middle of the line up to the lock-tender. Needless to say, we blew that our first time. It’s an adventure!!!

About the Dismal Swamp Canal:

The canal is actually in the middle of two natural tributaries, Deep Creek and the Pasquotank River. Deep Creek is a three mile stretch that is very pretty with wooded banks and small beaches. The entrance to Deep Creek off the Elizabeth River was a little challenging to figure out, but the GPS helped us and we managed it successfully.

The history of the swamp dates back to George Washington’s days. In the mid 1700’s he and other prominent businessmen purchased 40,000 acres to log the timber. Washington eventually sold his interest in the project to the father of Robert E. Lee. In 1909, a lumbering company purchased the swamp and continued to harvest the rest of the lumber. The Dismal Swamp Canal is the oldest operating artificial waterway in the United States. Since mostly slaves dug the canal by hand, and they were very familiar with it, they eventually used it for their escape to the north. The canal’s construction began in 1793 and was finally completed in 1805, taking 12 years to complete. Today, it is maintained by the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers. We saw a couple of their vessels and their station as we went down the canal. In 1973 the swamp was donated to what is now the Great Dismal Swamp National Wildlife Refuge. We tied up for the night at the North Carolina Visitors Center where the park for the Wildlife Refuge is, but we did not visit it this time. Hopefully, we’ll have the opportunity another time.

The Dismal Swamp Canal is quite narrow and we had to stay in the center of the channel for fear of running over tree stumps and causing damage to the boat’s prop or hull. We made it through successfully… YEAH!!! SEE PHOTOS IN “PHOTO GALLERY”

Breakdown Down Under

It was good to be with the family for Thanksgiving. We hope you had a good holiday as well.
 
Today we flew back to Norfolk, VA. The flight was uneventful but the taxi ride was quite exciting. In the middle of the tunnel that goes under the Elizabeth River connecting Norfolk and Portsmouth, the taxi “died”. Not the driver, thank God, the car. And it absolutely would not start, much to the driver’s dismay.
 
After realizing what was happening, I immediately started looking behind us to see if we were going to get rear-ended, thereby ending the life as Gary and Jean presently know it. There were no cars at all coming toward us in our lane. They were all in the other lane going around us. The cab driver didn’t have a cell phone so we let him use ours to call his dispatch to send another cab for us. Immediately, there was a wrecker to get us out of the tunnel, and immediately all the traffic was gone. I found this all to be mysterious and fascinating.
 
Gary says, “God watches over idiots and children.” And it seemed God was certainly watching over us, since we were still alive to tell this story. (Since our chronological years put us way beyond the “children” scenario, I guess we fall under the least desirable category of God’s favored.)
 
 In talking to the driver of the wrecker, I learned there are cameras in the tunnel; and people monitoring the cameras. And as soon as an emergency arises, such as our dilemma, they activate red lights in the lane where there is a problem, directing traffic to stay out of that lane. And on each end of the tunnel there is a station from which a wrecker is immediately sent to the aid of the incapacitated motorist. How amazing is that…they are God’s angels available to every child or idiot that breaks down in the tunnel….. It’s a miracle!!!
Life is always an adventure. As Gary says, “ It’s not all about the destination; it’s all about THE JOURNEY”…(In this life.)

 

 

THE CHRYSLER MUSEUM OF ART

CHRYSLER MUSEUM OF ART IN NORFOLK, VA

CHRYSLER MUSEUM OF ART IN NORFOLK, VA

 Today, we took the ferry across the Elizabeth River to Norfolk.  We used the city transit system for the first time; and, after we found the first station, we did okay using this free city service.  We spent the morning preparing the boat for our absence since we are going home tomorrow so we didn’t have as much time as we would have liked to tour the museum.  So, we hope to revisit it before we leave the Portsmouth/Norfolk area. We were fortunate to get to go into this museum, as today is the first day they have been open since they  experienced flooding in their basement due to IDA. 

The museum had an Egyptian exhibit borrowed from the Brooklyn Museum.  We took advantage of the opportunity to see it.  Fascinating!!! If you ever have the opportunity to see it, it’s well worth it.  We enjoyed seeing the King Tut exhibit when it was at the IMA in Indy, but this was even more spectacular.

Another point of interest to us was the blown glass exhibit.  This form of art has always amazed me.  I was so impressed with Dale Chihully’s exhibit at the Indianapolis Children’s Museum, and as we were walking around the Chrysler Museum’s exhibit, I kept looking for his work.  I did find some, exhibited right beside a piece from his instructor, Harvey Littleton.

DALE CHIHULLY'S BLOWN GLASS EXHIBITED AT THE CHRYSLER MUSEUM

DALE CHIHULLY'S BLOWN GLASS EXHIBITED AT THE CHRYSLER MUSEUM

Since we did not want to be in a strange area of the city after dark, we left the museum in plenty of time to find a station for the city bus.  We successfully made our way back to the ferry and our boat.  Then, guess what we did next….LAUNDRY. YEAH!!! After laundry and dinner, we packed our bags to be ready for our flight home tomorrow.  Our boat slip neighbors offered to take us to the Norfolk airport since he has a doctor’s appointment in town in the morning.  “Boaters” are such nice people; always offering to help other boaters out in any way they can. We are all “wired” the same.  Either that, or we’ve all “been hit with the same hammer”. 

Since we will be in Indy for a week for the Thanksgiving holiday, I won’t be posting anymore until after we get back to the boat.  Happy Thanksgiving to all.    FM/GS Jean and Captain Gary S. Glenn out…..

Touring Portsmouth, VA

Today we rode our bikes into Portsmouth, which is not very far from the marina.  We had our bikes adjusted by a professional at a bike shop in town.  Money well spent, as they will be our mode of transportation on this trip.  While there, we went to the Lightship museum. A lightship is a ship that is designed to function as a lighthhouse and it can be moved wherever it is needed. We also went to the Portsmouth Naval Museum which presented a lot of history from this area.  We are glad we’ve had the opportunity to tour this historic area.  Our country was settled from here and though I personally have never been a history buff, I still find it all fascinating. 

Tonight we are going to the Commodore Theatre for dinner and a show.  We will walk there and back.  I asked the young man who worked on our bikes if the area was safe to be walking around after dark, and he assured me it was. 

Tomorrow we will be doing laundry at the marina’s laundry (always fun when you live on a boat.)  I asked a lady one time at the laundromat in Annapolis if she thought there was anything worse than doing laundry and her reply was, “Yes, not being able to do laundry.”  Her comment made me stop and think, how fortunate we are and how we take such mundane tasks for granted. Yeah!!!! I get to do laundry tomorrow!!!!

 Oh Yeah, HOW ABOUT THEM COLTS!  We watched the game on the big screen TV at the restuarant in the marina. We were the only ones rooting for them, but we showed them all in the end, didn’t we?

All for now… First Mate & Galley Slave Jean    aka FMGS Jean

THE COMMODORE THEATRE

THE COMMODORE THEATRE IN PORTSMOUTH, VA

THE COMMODORE THEATRE IN PORTSMOUTH, VA

We went to this theatre the evening of November 17th to see the animated movie with Jim Carey as Scrooge.  They used the new type of animation for this movie where the characters almost look real. (Freaks me out…soon we won’t need real people as actors because the animation is so realistic.) This theatre opened in 1945.  It has been restored and is beautiful inside, with crystal chandeliers and murals on the walls. The seating is not theatre style; instead there are rounded-back cushioned chairs at round tables seating two to four people at each table.  To order from the lite-fare menu, telehones at each table are used.  We enjoyed the evening as it was something different for us to experience.

Our Stay In Portsmouth

Before I begin with our personal update, I want to take the opportunity to thank a very dear friend, Glen Becker, who designed this new website for us.  His gift to us is going to make all our lives easier in trying to communicate with each other as we continue our journey down the ICW. You can read our blogs, e-mail us, and follow Spot,  all on the same webpage.  THANK YOU, GLEN! You are an angel who has come to the techno-ignorant’s rescue.

Sunset over Portsmouth, VA 11/15/09     SUNSET OVER PORTSMOUTH 11/15

                                                               

Update 11/16/09:  The storm has brought a lot of issues to the Norfolk/Portsmouth area; many affecting the recreational boaters headed down the ICW. Not only did the intense winds and rain stop our journeys temporarily, but now there is a lot of debris washed into the rivers, etc. by the flood waters; shoaling is occuring in some of the deep waters making them more shallow and thereby non-navigable; one of the locks is closed that is needed to go further south, and the list goes on….So, for all the aforementioned reasons, we have extended our slip rental to a month.

 This decision also gives us the liberty to fly home for Thanksgiving out of Norfolk.  We’ll be home for a week and then fly back here to hopefully continue our journey.  We are not upset in the least about this delay.  Our motto is “sailing is all about the journey, not the destination.”  We also often tell each other, “When you’re there, that’s where you are.”  And, we are here. And loving it.

  The delay has given us opportunity to tour the area.  Yesterday, we took the ferry to Norfolk and went to the Norfolk Naval Museum and also went aboard the battleship Wisconsin. While there, we were treated to a concert by the Hampton Roads Metro Band.  After our time at the museum, we walked the waterfront area of Norfolk.  We found that part of the city to be very clean and the people friendly and accommodating to visitors. We didn’t have time to go to the Chrysler Art Museum, so we would like to go back to see it.  The photo shown above was taken from the ferry as we returned to Portsmouth.

 Today we rode our bikes in Portsmouth, touring the old historic area which offered interesting architecture.  Tomorrow evening we are going to go back to that same area to have dinner and see a movie at the Commodore Theatre.  We’re having a blast. 

 Now that Glen has taught me how to download pictures, later  I’ll make a gallary to share with all of you, so you can see some of the spectacular things we are seeing.

 Captain Gary and First Mate/Galley Slave Jean

Our Journey Begins

Portsmouth, VA

We started from Annapolis, Maryland where we purchased our boat, White Swan four years ago. We have sailed her on the Chesapeake Bay for the last four years, getting to know her. She’s a comfortable boat, 33.5 feet by 14 wide and is usually not too much for the two of us to handle. Since retirement, we are extending our cruising territory to include the ICW (Intracoastal Waterway) and the Bahamas.

We left Annapolis on November the fourth, my grandson Caleb’s birthday. (He’s 10 years old now.) We spent a couple of nights in Solomons, MD as we headed south. While there, we had to have the GPS sensor replaced. Solomons is a lovely town and is one of our favorite ports to visit as we cruise the Chesapeake. We enjoyed our stay there. We used our marine folding 6 speed bicycles for the first time and had lots of fun.

After Solomons, we started cruising in less familiar territory of the Bay. That was when it seemed like the adventure really began for us. Last Monday, we were surrounded by fog, but decided to leave our anchorage to resume our trip. We took turns on the bow of the boat directing the other one as to which way to go, using headsets (technology is wonderful) and GPS to help wind our way through a serpentine shaped channel. Gary could see crabs crawling on the bottom of the creek at times, indicating we were in water that was too shallow. Obviously, we made it out of the anchorage and to the Bay, only to find the fog was not just up the creek where we spent the night, but also on the Bay. We eventually had to go close to shore, drop anchor, and wait out the fog. Time for a good nap. Heh, we’re retired….we are in no hurry.

Tuesday, we made it to the end of the Chesapeake Bay which is the Norfolk, Portsmouth area. We went in to get fuel and in listening to the “locals”, realized we’d better rent a slip and stay while a storm went through the area. Three days later, we’re are still in Portsmouth awaiting the storm from Hurricane Ida to make it’s way past us. All is well, though. We are safe and dry, as long as we stay in the boat….

More later.

First Mate Jean