It’s been real but…

We’re moving. To a house! Our plan hadn’t been to remain on the boat in the northeast for November. We were headed to the Bahamas and then the real estate market beckoned. DH found the dream home in the Adirondacks. If we continued on with our original plan, we wouldn’t have spent any time there until Spring 2011. So we changed course so to speak. We’ve hovered around our home port waiting for a closing date. It has been a beautiful crisp fall with the emphasis on crisp. While hiking yesterday – and taking advantage of free hot showers at my alma mater- we got the call that the closing date is set. We’ve become very efficient at paperwork first without a printer on the boat and now from only our cellphones. From the park, we contacted PODS, who won’t deliver to our new address, and arranged for our mover to get our stuff. We called the insurance company and got a binder faxed to two attorneys. And I think that is that. I’m looking forward to seeing the house for the first time. The kitchen has to be better than the boat’s galley and I hear the views are stupendous. And there aren’t any acupuncturists in the community at the moment. If I can warm up my needles, I’ll be set.

Betwixt and between

We’re in limbo at the moment.  Not quite nice enough to enjoy being on the boat and still waiting for a closing date on the house.  It’s hard to be in the moment when the nightime lows are predicted to be in the 30’s F.

We spent a couple of days at the Sand Hole in Caumsett Park.  The scenery was spectacular and we ran and enjoyed watching the boat traffic on the sound.  We were dismayed to see the signs that greeted us though. We’ve both enjoyed this anchorage for decades and were surprised to see a sign that said inlet not navigable.  We took it slowly and realized the sign was bogus to keep out….who?  The inlet sits within a state park but there are a few private homes nearby.    I ranted about New Yorkers last time but it flies in the face of the hospitality we have enjoyed elsewhere.  People have given us moorings, showers, lent us their car.  And then when we return to our own backyard we are met with this.

We spent yesterday at the Norwalk Aquarium.  The highlight for me was seeing a set of twins at one of the tanks.  They must have been about 3 years old.  One exclaimed when she saw the tank ,  “Oh anemones!! ”  I’m not sure I can even spell that.  Then she pointed out the clown fish in the tank.  Her sister looked into the tank and said, “Soap!”

We sailed back to Setauket last night.  It always starts as a great idea, full moon, fair wind.  By the time we arrived at Port Jefferson, after passing a barge, ghost sailboat and ferry, the wind picked up, the waves were crashing and the moon disappeared.  It goes to show you it’s always something.

Stony Brook from the Sound

After spending 12 years here, Stony Brook Hospital looks much better from the boat.  Premed, medical school and residency.  Now look at me.

Tim’s take on the trashed boat in Setauket

We’ve made tracks over the past week or so and are now in limbo.  We are waiting to hear when we can close on the house in the Adirondacks.  In the meantime, it’s getting a little cold on the boat and we are all ready to head ashore.  I’m in my home waters now, passed my alma mater and spent several days in Huntington Harbor, while it rained.  It was great.  i caught up with Cooper and yesterday, we went into Manhattan and visited the Metropolitan Museum of Art.  Today we headed to a beautiful anchorage but it was littered with BS signs.  Only in NY.  The entrance said inlet was not navigable and within it there were signs posted that said private inlet.  Can’t Happen!!  I don’t think land can be owned in NY below the high tide line and since we haven’t run aground, we must be ok.  Entitled New Yorkers.  nothing could be worse.  Oh yes, something could be worse.  false advertising for the PODS company.  We are waiting to move.  We ran around like maniacs getting all the paperwork we needed to close on the house in the Adirondacks.  Now there is some delay and in addition – the PODS can’t be delivered to the house so we have to hire another mover.  What a ripoff and an example of misleading or false advertising.  Feels great to rant.  Now I have to turn over the computer to the Yankees.

Last 3 stitches of handspun shawl

Sky over Eaton’s Neck

Huntington Lighthouse

Crew awaiting orders, Padnamaran, MA

Still a little crooked

Dented and crooked

Block Island Fall

House with a hole through it

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Officially in Long Island Sound

Mattituck Inlet

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Our summer cottage 1992 on right

Following seas

Cormorant float Setauket

Content seagull

Red buoy marking inlet to Setauket Harbor

Best Sailboat Purchase Ever

I’ve been meaning to write about this for a long time.  Sailboats have tall masts, ours is about 45 feet above the deck and stuff breaks on them and someone, usually the lighter of the crew, is sent aloft to do the repairs in a bosun’s chair.  This ia a harness attached to the rope at the top of the mast and is hoisted up by the stronger of the pair.  Get the picture.  I am sent to the top while DH hoists me there.  Well at the beginning of the season we did this a couple of times and although I got used to it, I never really liked it and besides the bosun’s chair didn’t seat well with me and I sometimes felt like I would slide out of it.
After some research, I decided to buy an ATN Topclimber to make my job easier.  Well the great news is that there is no hoisting involved so DH tried it.  Basically you use climbing gear to climb up a line attached to the top of the mast.  It took several trips to master it, and anything takes several trips.  We removed and replaced the radar reflector.   Searched for but never really found leaks into the mast and subsequently into the cabin.  Our anchor light stopped working and that took literally about 5 trips up and down with potential purchased replacements.  The best purchase for me has relieved me of the need to go aloft.  It’s even fun for the kids.  When Andre and Sarah visited us, Andre went up the mast for kicks and giggles and took some photos.

Revised Beaufort Scale

Well we’ve been in Edgartown for a week but for several days we didn’t leave the cabin except to check mooring lines.  The run of bad weather has past and we are taking off  today and will be working our way back to NY.   We are in the process of buying a house in the Adirondacks (getting paperword done from a boat sure is fun) and I am looking forward to settling into it for the winter.    After rationalizing  that I didn’t need and wouldn’t miss my stuff (life’s possessions) that I packed away in storage more than a year ago, I am looking forward to reuniting with it.  Actually, I can’t even remember what is there and, except for old photographs, have found that I certainly don’t need it.   I am looking forward to getting back to  my spinning wheel and working on the fleece I have already scoured from Terhune orchards.

Photos to follow.  I’ve been waking early lately and saw a house alit with yellow with pink skies (not red).  It’s nice to see some blue for a change.  I’ve worked out a new Beaufort scale for wind speed.  At 15 knots the cat litter blows out of the box when it’s on the trampoline.   At 20 knots, Shirley’s ears get pinned back and she can’t walk against it.   At 40 knots I like to sleep or listen to my ipod, loudly.