Day 1 (Sun, Nov 13): Brother (an amazing Brother, father and person – more about Brad later), dropped us off at Gaia in Chesapeake City. Patrick had parked her there due to the fog that had been closing the canal in the morning hours. Brad came up from Florida to get our most personal possessions and memorabilia. He drove a rental truck filled with these personal items, a few antiques and my portfolios back to Florida and his house. With a hug and wave, we departed on our last trip to Still Pond. We spent countless weekends at this little anchorage on the upper Chesapeake. I dare say the Sassafras River is probably one of the prettiest rivers in the world, for simple beauty of rolling hills and trees and an overwhelming sense of restfulness. We learned about Gaia on the Sassafras. It was my refuge. There is a bonding that occurs with your boat as you learn her. Much like when I had horses, you learn the sounds, smells, small shudders and what they mean. Gaia is a good boat and I can’t believe we have been so fortunate to first, have found her and second, to have found the dear set of friends we have through her. Amazing people and you will see as our story unfolds how special each one has been. And, the ones we have yet to meet.
Still Pond was quite uneventful and served as our perfect launch anchorage for the journey.
Day 2 (Mon, Nov 14): We were up and underway at 5am. Patrick wanted to get an early start; we knew the area well and could go well before dawn. We were shooting for somewhere south of Annapolis. We settled on the Choptank River. We had anchored there before. And to be quite honest, I won the toss on this one. It was getting pretty windy and Dobbie was still acquiring his sea legs. We stopped and had a nice evening.
Day 3 (Tues, Nov 15): We were up and underway just before dawn again. We had to make it to the Potomac to meet Al. One of our dearest friends and probably the best sailor I have and will ever meet. He is absolutely one of the best people on the planet. If everyone could role model Al, we would live in a utopia. Needless to say, I am officially the president of the 3rd Rock, Al Fan Club (before setting sail on our journey, I was only the local Delaware Chapter president, a bit of a promotion for me). And yes, you will hear much, much more about Al.
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