Day 16, Thursday,
October 13, 2016
I was awakened early by
a number of crab boat heading out to tend to their traps.
After breakfast, I
went for a walk in the village of Ewell on Smith Island. The guide books warn that the entire island
is basically a swamp. As I wandered
around, I found that the yards and roads had standing water. A number of homes had a raised walkway that
led from the street to the front porch. The book also talked about mosquitoes
and I found it to be spot on!
A relatively modern crab shack |
Closed at 9:00 am |
Other than crabbing,
the economy is bolstered by tourists who arrive by ferry. The few shops, restaurants, (of which I saw
two), and museum all operate around the ferries schedule. I went to the Harborside Restaurant to get a
couple of fresh uncooked crab cakes, however, they don’t open until 12:00 and
close at 4:00 so I wandered on. The
museum, gift shop, and other restaurant have the same hours. In the center of what I saw of the village
was a beautifully maintained United Methodist Church. I am sure that I saw only a relatively small
part of the town. They have bicycles and golf carts for rent that are available
during the commercial hours.
I headed back to Second Wind and cast off my lines at
about 9:30. I had planned
to make it
another short day of transit to the western shore of the Bay but the weather
forecast called for some ugly stuff coming in tomorrow and I assumed that I
would need to hole up for a day. That
left only one day for me to get to Hampton, VA and I didn’t want that trip to
be extra-long so I found an interesting looking place further south of my
original destination.
The Methodist Church |
Out in the Bay, the
winds were blowing 5 to 10 knots from the west and my course of travel was to
the west by southwest so I again had to motor.
The waves were about 1 foot so the trip was not uncomfortable.
Part of the fishing fleet |
I traveled amongst a
number of large ships. Our boat is equipped
with an Automatic Identification System, AIS, that receives an informational
signal from large vessels who are required to carry transmitters. These signals give the course, speed, contact
information, and collision point if that becomes an issue. They also give some information about the
vessel itself. At one point I identified
7 seemingly identical 157 foot vessels that turned out to be fishing
boats. They all were neatly painted
alike and seemed to be traveling more or less together.
Me destination was
Milford Haven located on the southern side of the mouth of the
Painkatank River It is reached by entering the Painkatank and
then following the marker that lead south around Gwynn’s Island through a swing
bridge. The bridge has a little house
built into the top of it in which the tender stays and opens the bridge on
demand 24 hours a day. I called the guy
on the radio and he immediately swung the bridge for my passage. Beyond the
bridge Milford Haven spreads calmly out between the wooded shores.
The swing bridge. Note the little house in the middle. |
The bridge in action |
Off of the Haven are several creeks that
offer good protection from weather from all directions. I randomly picked a
small branch cove off of Stutts Creek to drop my hook. Where I shopped was in about 6 feet of water
in the middle of the cove between a few nice homes and boat houses. There was absolutely no wind and the water
was completely glassy. The forecast
called for the weather to change after midnight to winds 15 to 20 knots gusting
to 25. I feel quite secure here.
I prepared cheeseburger
mac and green beans for my evening meal.
As it became dark, I heard a group of what I assume were coyotes raising
a ruckus somewhere off to the east of my little bay. I finally gave up and went to bed at about
9:00.
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