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Minneapolis Boat Show Presentation
Written by Administrator
Sunday, 22 January 2012 08:08
Thank you to everyone that made it down to the Minneapolis Boat show for our presentation on this adventure. The presentations were a huge success and it was great fun to share some of our stories with all of you. We hope it gives everyone the little encouragement necessary to cast of the lines and make an adventure of your own.
For those of you that didn't make it to the presentation, here is a video.
We are going to be presenting a seminar at the 2012 Minnesota Boat show, sharing some of the highlights (and low-lights) of our sailing adventure. As we prepare for this, we'll be updating the blog with some of the presentation material such as the updated actual expenses.
We are on the schedule to present Friday January 20, 2012 and 5pm and again on Saturday January 21, 2012 at 1pm. We love to meet some of you that may have been reading the blog but that we haven't met yet. Please stop by and say hello!
Planning a Sabbatical Cruise to the Bahamas
A newly married couple quit their jobs to live on a 1987 Hunter 40 for a year, cruise from the Chesapeake Bay to the Bahamas and back to the States. They are sharing their experience to make yours easier. The presentation overviews the budgeting, vessel selection, itinerary, and the ups and downs of escaping the real world to live in paradise for a year. Come prepared with your questions!
I know we have pretty much completely dropped the ball on updating the blog. What can I say -- we've been having too much fun "land cruising".
I did make a few updates. The map now shows some of the highlights we have hit during our road travels and I added a link in the menu to the left that shows all of the pictures that we have posted.
The adventure has really come to and end, for good and bad. We are back in Minnesota full time and returning to the "real world". I've been fortunate enough that my previous employer has offered me a job back and Jenny is currently looking for work (I'm sure she would appreciate any leads!) It is obvious mixed feelings as we return to the "real world." It is good (and necessary) to return to a positive cash flow, but as it is starting to get cold here in the North, it is easy to reminence about where we were headed a year ago (although that was pretty cold too wasn't it?!)
Our next task will be to create a presentation of some sort about the trip. We're thinking that maybe we will be able to present it at the Minnesota Boat show, but we'll see. Maybe we could even video tape it and post it on the blog.
I thought our 350 mile, almost 4 day trip, was full of adventure but we were confined to the boat so the adventure had to come to us. Mike wrote about it prior but I found a few more photos of sunsets, our 2 bird visitors, and the fish we caught.
Unfortunately, we don't have any pictures of the storms the first two nights, but it was a lot of lightning and high winds the first night.
The journey was quite the experience, and here are pics of our crossing story.
In the days before our crossing to the US, we made our way to the west end of the Abacos, so our crossing would be fewer miles. One day, 5/15, we were stopped by a large squall in the afternoon to the eve. For a few days, the Chris Parker weather broadcast stated squalls in the afternoon or at night. All of these boats stopped their travels early and anchored at Little Sale Cay because of the approaching storm. An announcement came over our VHF by a cruiser with a SAT phone: he told everyone in the achorage the storm would arrive in 15 min and he was right.
Watching the storm
Nice sunset after the storm. What would our weather be like tomorrow? Could we cross to the US?
The next day we went to Grand Cay. It wasn't our favorite anchorage; our swing radius away from other boats in adequate depths was small, and we knew a safe and deep anchorage was important since another squall would occur at night.
Instead of spending the night at Grand Cay, we decided to set sail for the US at 4pm 5/16 since there would be good wind. We sailed past this abandoned oil rig by Grand Cay.
Can we catch the sun before it sets? Crossing to US 7.20pm on Day 1.
End of first day; sunset @ 7:56pm
The moon rises behind us, great light for a night sail.
Day 2: a little warber bird joined us. He held on to the toe rails as we were sailing fast in 15-20kt winds, moving up and down with the waves. I couldn't believe how strong he was.
I put my hand down for the bird to come inside the boat, and he jumped at the opportunity. I sat it down by me in the cockpit. The bird was comfortable and jumped to the front of the cockpit.
To our surprise it flew up to Mike's sholder. Mike didn't want it to make a mess on him, so he put his finger out instead, but the bird flew away.
All bundled up and safe in the big ocean with lifejackets, tethers clipped to jack lines, whistles, and individual strobe lights. Day 2 of our 350 mile crossing. Hanging out together watching the waves go by.
Another bird joined us on Day 2; their tiny claws are strong.
The bird left the boat then came back, trying to find a stable spot to land our our moving boat. Now it's on the davits, so tired he shut his eyes.
I put my hand out to this bird too. Come aboard! I hoped we could set him on land when we arrived in the US, since he was 200 miles away he might never survive his flight.
He walked down the cockpit drains toward the back of the boat, for a more confined and sheltered from the wind spot. I didn't want him to fall out into the water off the back of the boat though, so I kept checking to see if he was still there.
2nd night sunset. The little bird stayed with us through the night, providing some entertainment.
Day 3: lots of waves made the trip bumpy. Unfortunately, the bird didn't survive into the morning.
Mike is snuggled and comfortable in the cockpit covered with a sleeping bag. No line out, too much heeling for fishing.
Day 3: Windy and dolphin! We were constantly reefing (shortening) the sails as shown here, then the wind would lighten so we took out the reefs to keep up our speed.
We threw enough wake that a lot of dolphin came to our boat twice. It was too windy and bouncy to safely sit on the bow, so we were standing in the cockpit leaning over the dodger to see the dolphin in the water off the bow.
Lots of white-caps too, it was 18-22 kts of wind. We never had less than 13kts for the entire 350 miles.
Another big Mahi Mahi on our crossing back to the US.
Mike taking down the Bahamian flag; we are back in the US after 63 hrs of sailing from the Abacos, Bahamas.
One of five 'pantries' this shelf was full of can goods at start of trip. Shelves below it are empty of food. At the end of the sailing trip remaining cans of food were: 11 cream of .., 19 veggies, 13 beans, 20 meat, 9 fruit, and 18 cans of green beans!!!
5/12/2011 Photos of Green Turtle Cay, Abaco, Bahamas
Written by Jenny
Tuesday, 02 August 2011 18:08
The third settlement we visited in Abaco, Bahamas, was Green Turtle Cay. Green Turtle is about 70 min from FL, so an easy jump to the island lifestyle. A quaint seaside village with wonderful beaches, unquie snorkeling, friendly people and historical buildings to explore. You can even explore all the Abacos with the use of their small boat ferry system.
Albert Lowe Museum, Green Turtle Cay, Abacos. Display of pictures after hurricans, and when Princess Anne visited the island in the 1950s.
Outdoor kitchen at the Green Turtle Museum. Slaves cooked outside so the house could be kept cool.
The Loyalist Memorial Sculpture Garden is a tribute to those who first settled and helped Green Turtle Cay prosper.
Clean narrow roads. An old House on Green Turtle Cay, Bahamas.
Cement cisterns (on the left) held water runoff from the roof; how Bahamians received water until a town water system was created recently.
Preserving historical homes is very common; often by tourists who want to have a 2nd home in the Abacos
The long ferry boats could take you to Marsh Harbor if the weather was good to pass through Whale Cut, then you could get another ferry boat to take you to Man O War or Hope Town.
The old prison was a 2 story building, but damaged by a hurricane. Not sure if the buildings are used for storage, certainly not a jail anymoe, but I love that they keep it painted ...and pink.
Mary Russel, born March 16, 1774 right before Revol War. Died Dec 17, 1834. One of the older stones I could make out a death date.
Green Turtle, Abacos, colorful cemetery.
Colored houses on the ocean side of Green Turtle Cay, by the cemetery.
Beautiful flowers were in bloom on Green Turtle Cay, Abacos.
We were walking to New Plymouth, the name of the town on Green Turtle Cay, but it was a longer walk than planned from the Green Turtle Harbor. Two hotel workers at the marina gave us a ride and told us about the island and spots to see in town. They were very friendly. It was hot that day too, May 12.
The ladies who gave us a ride pointed out New Plymouth's new water tank, built about 1.5 yrs ago. Otherwise they were buying 5 gals of water or using the cistern.
A tree on the ocean side of New Plymouth, Green Turtle Cay, Abacos
Green Turtle was our favorite harbor in the Abacos. Free, lots of space, all around protection and quiet. Yachts are docked at the marina.
Our boat below a beautiful sunset. One of our last sunsets in the Bahamas :-(
The second major town in the Abacos we visited was Man O War. Not sure how the name was picked, because we didn't see any of the poisonous man o war jellyfish.
Man O War is a tranquil spot in the Abacos. Many descendants of British loyalists still live here, just like their relatives did after leaving the Carolina's after the Revolutionary War. Wood working and craft shops are common stops on a self-guided walking tour.
On our walk into Man O War, Abacos, we saw some old British post boxes and a phone booth at a private residence.
Rocking chair made by an Albury son, a descendant of the original settlers who left the Carolinas after the revolutionary war. Wood working is a traditional work in the Abacos.
Jamie, one of the brothers who spoke with us about the tradition his dad and grandfather started building Albury boats. 1952-1985 wood boats were built, then the local Madera tree became depleted and fiberglass was used.
Such craftmanship. Their story http://www.alburybrothersboats.com/story.html
Sea grapes are growing in the warm spring sun; pick them in August.
Odd looking sub we found at Man O War marina, from a James Bond movie.
The Man O War story.
First settlers story.
Man O War cemetery by the ocean.
The town is only 2.5 miles long, so the beach is easy to find. Man O War is a conservative town, no liquor stores or bars but peacefulness and tradition in this loyalist town.
An old house in Man O War, Abacos. The owner my have past away, or moved out, or the home was damaged during a hurricane, but it is still standing and the town is trying to preserve historical homes.
Post Office, Man O War
Public Library, Man O War, Abacos
Mary E Albury High School - notice the Albury name used again, same as the boat builder family.
Lionfish fishing contests are common in the Bahamas to reduce the non-native fish that eats everything on a reef, destroying other fish.
A quiet town, streets are pretty and clean.
We stepped into the Albury dingy shop to see the fine woodworking. Albury dingy is locally made using local wood, sometimes from old houses. Unfortunately the younger generation is not as interested in learning the traditional skill, and these boats might be the last ones made.
A finished piece of art. Boat building is such an important tradtion in the Abacos, and other Bahamian islands.
The walk to the middle of the island where we anchored the boat was on Queen's Highway; a one lane road that turned to dirt then sand the further out of town you got.
Our view from the boat at the anchorage north of Man O War, with the ocean on the other side. A nice little beach and protected swimming spot
Guana Cay Cut, at low tide, with an Abaco dingy, before we went snorkeling. Tons of little turtles but I could not get close enough for a good pic, too fast.
Mike shot a grouper, but it went in a hole and Mike couldn't reach him so we swam away & looked for other fish. Before leaving, I said lets look for the grouper. We found it, it was almost dead, floating closer to the outside of the reef. Mike got a good shot and brought it up.
It was a BIG Nassau Grouper. Quite the orange mouth.
Huge Nassau grouper. The head barely fit in our largest pot. Mike boiled the head and made grouper soup.
A squall started to form while we were snorkeling. 2 hrs after cleaning fish we pulled anchor and headed west to a protected spot behind another island. 40 kt gusts and sheets of rain. Visibility 100ft. A little scary. I just wanted to hover upwind in the middle of the Sea of Abaco, and Mike wanted me to go closer to shore to get behind the island. I'm smiling as we are getting calmer winds behind an island and the rain slows as we drop anchor.
Through Whale Cut there are huge pilings left from the cruise ship channel. This cut, like many, can be bad if the wind and current are running into each other, kicking up lots of chop. For this cut, you have to go out the cut to the ocean, going around a reef, then return through another cut back into the Sea of Abaco.
There is a small deep section to go through the cut, otherwise reef on both sides could sink your boat. Just becareful and watch the water, not just your GPS. See the breaking waves here.
Even though we are on land now, I still wanted to share some pictures of our week in the Abacos, Bahamas. The Abacos are a common Bahamian destination for Americans since it is so close and easy access to airports. Our first major city in the Abacos was Hope Town.
Sailing Spanish Wells to Abacos, bumpy ride
Mike sailing in the lumpy seas
Flamingo Toe snail attached to furry coral; Tilloo Cays, Abacos.
6 legged star fish: Tilloo Cays, Abacos.
A sea cucumber; Tilloo Cays, Abacos.
While snorkeling a squall formed. We got in the dingy and went back to our boat, just as the wind was picking up, putting us on the leeshore, unprotected from the wind so we went to another island with better protection.
Calm before the storm. You can see the grassy bottom of the Abacos in this pic.
Walking on Tahiti Beach on Elbow Cay at low tide, lots of sand was exposed; best chance to find sand dollars and sea biscuits
Entrance to Hope Town. Keep the two red markers on shore in line, a spot where you can sit and watch the boats come in too.
The lighthouse from our free anchor spot, just outside Hope Town Harbor, Abacos
Front view of Hope Town Lighthouse, built 1862, one of three remaining manually kerosene-fueled lighthouses in the world, can be seen 23 natical miles away.
The old Post Office and Jail in Hope Town, Abacos.
Narrow walking streets lined the town of Hope Town; no cars in town.
It is believed that on this beach the first loyalists landed in Hope Town 1785
Mike found a new friend in Hope Town
Oldest house in Hope Town, Abacos. Many old houses are preserved to a 19th century appearance.
Learn - Do - Feel - Seek. Above all, love Life. A good lesson found in the cemetery; Hope Town, Abacos
The Wyannie Malone House Museum was really neat, showing history of the Abacos like this display. We anchored off of this historical spot one night but didn't see any sign of a mill.
History of Wyannie Malone; a British loyalist who left her home in Charleston SC, setting in Hope Town in 1785 with 4 children.
The Abaco dingy, made in Hope Town by Winer Malone; historical traditional dingy making by hand tools.
Original oil containers in the Hope Town lighthouse. Pink and green inside the lighthouse, red and white outside.
Looking out the Hope Town lighthouse to the Sea of Abaco.
The wheels and weights that spin the base of the lenses to get a flashing light. Nautical charts state: "GP FL W(5) EV 15 SEC 120 FT 15M." - a group of five white flashes every fifteen seconds at 120 feet above sea level with a visibility of fifteen nautical miles.
Hope Town lighthouse, day tour.
An old House in Hope Town
Sayings on the door of Hope Town bakery
Hope Town lighthouse at sunset.
Hope Town harbor through the lenses of the lighthouse, almost sunset.
The curtains are removed from the Fresnel lenses and a match ignites the wick, filling the horizon with a strong white beam. The weights are crancked and the lenses rotate around the flame.
The flame is burning in the lighthouse, guiding ships safetly to the harbor at night.
We are still working hard at avoiding the "real world." We have been doing a little road tripping and I thought I would post a few of the photos I've taken. I've had fun messing around with "HDR Images" -- a fun little project. We are fortunate enough to be borrowing a nicer camera. It is fun to mess around with different settings.
Crazy monument! Could you imagine carving up a mountain these days?
A resident in Badlands National Park
Looking at Mount Bierstadt from top of Guanella Pass.
Top of Guanella Pass in Colorado.
Hangin' out with the dogs again. I sure did miss them!
Sorry for the large lapse in blog updates. It's hard to believe, but the end of our sailing trip has wound down to its end. We decided to bring the boat back to the Chesapeake and put her up for sale. She's on the market now if anyone wants to have the adventure we just had. Here's the link. We're hoping that getting her up for sale during prime sailing months helps get her sold quickly without her sitting around for years. She's been on the market for a couple of weeks now and it sounds like we have had a few seriously interested parties; but, no serious offers on the table right now.
Getting the boat up for sale is only part of the reason for not going the full year we planned. I have found certain limitations to the cruising experience, espeicially back here in the U.S. First, it is tough to find good opportunities for physical activity (when we were in the Bahamas, it was less of an issue because of the beautiful clear water, we were swimming/snorkeling/spearing almost every day). Most of the U.S. Waters just aren't inviting to swimming. Second, cruising is so darned SLOW! Slowing down is a good thing and a bad thing of course. We have a limited amount of time off of work and it is frustrating to spend weeks getting somewhere we could drive in a day.
What are we up to now? We are trying to extend the sabbatical for a few more months and do some road tripping of the U.S. We got the boat back to Baltimore about two weeks ago, got all of our stuff out of her (amazing what we amassed in our relatively short time on board), cleaned her up thoroughly, replaced and fixed a few things that we never got around to (that front head finally got replaced – isn't that the way it goes that the improvements get done right before you sell!), pulled her out of the water, and put her on the market.
We then hit the road and did a tour of New England. It was amazing to travel 60 miles in a single hour versus a whole day and who cares if there is a thunderstorm coming through, we'll drive right through it! It was amazing how much territory we covered in a few weeks time! We spent several days in Acadia National Park doing several beautiful hikes. We then headed farther north to Baxter State Park, which contains Maine's high point Mount Kahtadin. I was particularly impressed with this mountain as it was ever bit as impressive as mountains I've climbed back in Colorado. We then headed back toward Baltimore via the White Mountains in Vermont. We didn't have particularly great weather for the last stop in Vermont but did see Mount Washington through the clouds.
As I write, we are headed back to Minnesota to drop off some of our collections of stuff from the boat. From there, the plan is to visit some friends in family and do a little more road tripping through some National Parks out west. A few months from now, the plan is to re-enter the “real world” and get back to work. (How's the job market anyway?)
We've been traveling with a cruising couple we met in the Bahamas the past few days, and have enjoyed talking about our trips in the Bahamas, our boats, past travels and where we see ourselves in 10 years. We invite each other over for supper or just to play cribbage or chess. We both wanted to see a few US sites not in the intracoastal waterway before we turn into marinas for the end of our sailing journey.
We just arrived at anchor in Manteo, NC, just south of the first English settlement in the new world was in 1584; known as the Lost Colony. Right now there's a haze over the town caused by a large fire along the Alligator River and marsh, affecting about 2,700 acres. It has been burning for the last month. When we were in Ocracoke the wind was from the north, and carried the smoke over the Pamlico Sound and Ocracoke. We could see specs of white ash falling from the sky as we listened to a band perform in the Ocrafolk Festival. A few days later we sailed north, thinking we might be out of the smoke, but the wind switched to the SW and followed us north to Roanoke Island. Sitting at anchor, it smells like we are at a campground with lots and lots of little camp fires. We might need to get out of town sooner, or hang out inside at the NC Aquarium.
Our course today was about 55-60 miles. We left Oracoke at 7am and arrived at anchor at 5pm. Going through the Pamlico Sound we were right on the edge of the area noted as danger zone on our chart. In fact, “bombing area” was written on the marker as we sailed passed the zone. All morning we had 15-20 kts of SW wind, pushing us 6-7kts with just our jib sailing downwind to a broad reach. It was fun to sail with another boat, taking pictures of each other, hailing each other on the VHF if the depth changed drastically or if we saw an osprey nest in a channel marker with the mom feeding the baby (it's great when we can sail close to the marker and be just below eye-level with the nest). The Roanoke Sound Channel was marked 7ft on our charts, so we were very skeptical when we originally thought of going all the way to Kitty Hawk. After calling the coast guard, SeaTow, and two marinas, we went ahead with the plan knowing the common depths would be 13-15ft with an occasional 7-8ft around marker 16 and at the entrance to Manteo. Both boats made it to the anchorage safely without grounding; not even the barnacles on our keel touched bottom.
June 10 8pm
The forest fire is still burning and tonight it is bad, although last night the wind didn't blow the smoke directly in our direction so I slept better. Otherwise, the smoke is thick for me so last night I put a damp towel over my nose for a better smell to get to sleep. Mike was a tough guy; the smoke haze in our boat didn't prevent him from getting to sleep.
The past two days we've toured the Roanoake Island to Kitty Hawk by car with our friends. We've seen the Fort Raleigh National Park with the site of the Lost Colony in the park grounds; no visible remains of the 1587 settlement can be found, not even the tree with “CRO” written on it – a description of the only sign left by the setters according to the historical story. We visited the NC Aquarium, and had the opportunity to be close to saltwater fish again; turtles, sharks, and groupers. While eating our lunch outside, we saw an osprey bring a fish to the nest on the light pole, and ran inside the Aquarium to watch the camera screen reveal a closeup view of the parent feeding the babies. We walked the sand dunes close to where the Wright Brothers had four successful flights in 1903. Even though there was a smoke haze around us, we climbed the largest area of sand dunes on the east coast at Jockey Ridge. We even saw another Outer Banks lighthouse before returning the car. Tomorrow we head north for Norfolk, VA, and hopefully out of this smoke.
June 11 2pm
Two events told me the smoke might be thick again last night. There was a code red air quality alert last night, which is 4 on a scale of 1-6 with 6 being an emergency. The previous night it was code orange, a level below. And, the outdoor theater performance of “The Lost Colony” (which started in 1937) was canceled last night; third night it's had to cancel since the fire started a month ago, another sign. Sure enough, about supper time the smoke started to cover the city and waterfront.
There wasn't much we could do in this situation at 5pm unless we wanted to leave the boat and get a hotel. But then we'd be awake in the hotel bed worrying about the boat, wondering if the anchor was dragging into the pile of rocks on shore; don't want your home to sink. And, I couldn't close the hatches because it was hot and we don't have air conditioning. If we left the anchorage, we wouldn't find another anchorage for 20 miles (would take us 4 hours to get there, ETA 9pm is not ideal for anchoring. However, we wouldn't leave the anchorage unless it was a real emergency because we don't know the anchorage well enough to navigate in the dark, and the channel was narrow and shallow. Plus, the smoke reduced the visibility. So I didn't sleep much. At 2:30am I checked the conditions, and I could smell fresh air. Yeah! The last two days the wind clocked west by morning and the smoke stayed south of us, so I was sure I could open all the windows and comfortably go back to sleep. Unfortunately, an hour later I woke up to thick smoke again in the boat. Usually I like to sleep to 8am, but this was a morning I couldn't wait for the sun to rise.
6am Mike woke up and I asked him if the sun was up enough to see the channel markers and motor out of here, away from the smoke. Last night we agreed with the 6:30 departure time with our friends but it would be ok if we left prior. So we got up and went through out departure steps and left by 6:15am. (A little bit of advice we learned prior to the trip: when traveling with other boats it's better to do your own thing and get to the destination safely, rather than leave when you are not ready or assume someone else's route is correct and not enter your own way-points).
It took about 2 hours to get away from the smoke, and looking behind us we could see a line of heavy pollution that stretched for miles. It's great to see a blue sky again. The boat and especially the V-berth (front bedroom) smells like smoke. Hopefully, motoring fast with the windows open today will get the smell out. But, it was great to see the sites of the Kitty Hawk, the large sand dunes, and the Lost Colony.
Here are some photos. We really liked the Outer Banks and recommend others visit this area by boat or car.
Friends sailing upwind passing us as we sailed with 1 reef in our main. Only 1 sail since it was 18-20 kts of wind.
Fishing boat heading towards the Sound.
Our anchorage spot in Oriental, NC from the bridge.
Mike helping someone push his mower on a hot day in NC. With all the kindness given to us over the past year, it was nice to have a spontaneous opportunity to help someone as we walked around town.
Flowers in bloom in Oriental, NC. The old well to the right of the sidewalk.
Wow! I got more than a dolphin tail in this photo. We're leaving Oriental NC sailing in the Pamlico Sound to Ocracoke, NC on the outer banks.
And here's the tail. Ha!
Ocracoke lighthouse from the Pamlico Sound, as we motored into the harbor, keeping this channel marker on our port.
Friends' cats came out to great us after the full day of sailing to Ocracoke. Time for burritos on their boat.
Ocracoke beach
Dunes at Ocracoke ocean beach
The 1823 Lighthouse, with the keepers house behind the trees, which is now a private residence. You can't climb the lighthouse but it is automated.
Springer Point nature walk
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Four British soldiers washed ashore on Ocracoke after their ship was sunk by German U-boats in 1942. We didn't know WW2 got so close to US soil; we didn't learn this bit of history in school.
Ocracoke words.
Taking it easy in Ocracoke. Lots of front porches with rocking chairs.
Walking down Howard Street shows what life was like in the old days on the dirt road with live oak trees shading the path.
Hurricane markers
We waited and finally the Ocracoke pony came out and showed us some moves, and I didn't even have to give it a carrot.
The anchorage in Silver Lake, Ocracoke. Our boat is on the far left.
Marker showing danger, bombing area.
We see a lot of bird nests traveling the ICW, and it's great when we can get really close without making the bird fly away.
Osprey and baby.
Friends at anchor with the heavy smoke from the fires around us. You should be able to see shore on the other side.
Just about stepped on this guy...kidding.
Cute and innocent - NC Aquarium
First flights by Wright Brothers Dec 17, 1903 - from memorial visitor center.
Wright Brothers National Memorial with forest fire haze. The smoke was too thick to be outside long so we left and returned Friday morning.
We almost took hang gliding lessons over the famous gliding dunes of Jockey Ridge
Jockey Ridge sand dunes, largest dunes on east coast and 80-100 ft above see level. Mike at the top right corner. Many people go hang gliding on these dunes.
Amazing location.
Roanoke Island shores were the Lost Colony landed in 1587
Memorial Statue on Kill Devil Hills, approximately where their glider was flown.
Full life plane model of the first flight; we decided to join the excitement.
Photos of Carolina Beaches and Cape Lookout Outer Banks
Written by Jenny
Monday, 13 June 2011 07:30
Here are a few pictures of us cruising the Carolina beaches and Cape Lookout on the Outer Banks.
What you can do in the anchorage on a surf board - Wrightsville Beach
Friends leaving Wrightsville Beach right behind us
'Slick cam' as they say in Ocracoke - calm ocean at 6.30am heading to Cape Lookout. Left Masonboro Inlet, well marked inlet, sailed the ocean for the day arriving just north of Beaufort, NC.
Sailing from Wrightsville Beach to Cape Lookout, NC - friends took this picture of us with me sitting on the side of the boat
Dolphin! With the clear water we could see them swim just under the surface racing against our boat
Cape Lookout Lighthouse at night
Between 3 boats we put together a feast on our boat with the Mahi Mahi we had. On the table is seared Mahi with asian peanut sauce, sashimi with wasabi soy sauce, and sushi mahi rolls.
Happy Memorial Weekend Miss Wanda!
Shells on the ocean beach at Cape Lookout
We found the perfect camper! And it can drive on the beach.
Taking a walk on the beach
This is how much the 4ft tide comes in at Cape Lookout. Our dingy in the water used to be on the beach.
The end to a beautiful day.
We saw lots of loggerhead turles but they only surfaced for 1-2 seconds letting out a big breathe almost scaring you. Finally I got a couple pics on a turtle.
Movie Night on the boat
Coast Guard heli went over Cape Lookout
The Cape Lookout mountains :-)
The 1873 Keepers Quarters of Cape Lookout Lighthouse
Cape Lookout Lighthouse
Park ranger showed us a turtle skeleton found in the area
PVC pipes marking turtle next on the beach. Not many of the little boys and girls survive after they are born so this is one way the DNR can help the little turtles. Other animals eat the eggs and if cars don't stay on the marked beach road they could run over the eggs.
Tide came in farther than we thought. Mike (on the left) didn't think he would get that wet, but he's taking his shirt off and putting it under his hat.
Shells I found on a NC beach.
Mike had to climb our mast for the 20th time while we were at Cape Lookout. He just lifted the Windvane out of the mast with his hand, no tools. It was about ready to fall off.
Friends took this photo from their boat of Mike working at the top of our mast.
"Mike, I'm not dressed for climbing!" I climbed the mast steps in my beach dress to put a screwdriver in the bucket for him, since we grabbed the short line to drop the bucket on accident.