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Another Day-Sail on the Perquimans River July 23, 2005 I have been rocking gently in my slip, here in Hertford, slowly baking in what seems to be a never-ending heat wave. The occasional thunder-storm is a welcome relief; and those usually result in a visit by Don Johnson to see that my bilge pump is working properly and that all is well with me, generally. Ken Ries has stopped by, too, lately as he has arranged to have the shoe of my foresail gaff replaced. Early this morning Don arrived, with Terry Facey, and they said we were going sailing. The idea of getting out of my slip and stretching my canvass for a bit sounded good, but I must admit it did not look
Charlene Stoltenhof, Don Johnson, Paul Gregory, Dick Stoltenhof, and Harvey Adams enjoy conversation as we cruise along the Hertford shoreline.
Turning, once more, we continued toward the highway bridge, before heading up into the wind as much as I can, toward home. By late morning it was already getting hot again, and the very gentle wind was dying away, so my crew wisely decided to row back through the swing bridge to my berth. It had been a lazy morning on the river, but I get the impression my guests enjoyed the experience and the opportunity to see Hertford from a different perspective. The crew soon had my sails furled and covered, and everything stowed away. I was once again secure in my berth as they all departed. During the afternoon, I was cooled by a very welcome heavy downpour and I thought what a good idea it was to go sailing in the morning while the weather was more stable. I am looking forward to more day-sails on the Perquimans River. Periauger. |
much like sailing weather to me! A few minutes later, Ted Huffman showed up, and a new crew member: Wes Hostetler. Then a small group of visitors arrived: Paul Gregory, Harvey Adams and Dick and Charlene Stoltenhof. They all soon had me dried off from last night’s rain, and had my oars and sails made ready, then we pushed off and began rowing toward the S-bridge. It turns out that Harvey and Ted had some rowing experience back in their college days in the Northeast, so they knew what to do, as Terry steered me out into the river, where Don, Ted and Wes hoisted my sails. Surprisingly, there was just a slight breeze, and we started to ghost our way toward the bridge. Responding to our call, the bridge tender said something about he would have time for lunch before needing to open the bridge for us….. but with the help of four sweeps, I was through the bridge in no time and Dick Stoltenhof, Don Johnson, Paul Gregory and Charlene Stoltenhof settled in for a smooth and relaxed sail.
