Log Book: Chesapeake City - September 27, 2003
With a divine speed we were gaining ground, going with the tid, sailing and motoring we did mysterious 7 knots and arrived at the Canal to the Chesapeake Bay. We filled up gas at some marina in the outback and....tada....got a chart for the bay. We also took the possibility to release some pressure in our guts. You know what I mean, spear you with details.
Neal, our new friend who was so generous with all the advice and chart kits he gave us was expecting to see his daughter and said that probably no one would mind if we docked here for one more day. So we did. This guy was just the nicest person you could meet and I was hoping we could maybe hook up with him and sail down together for a few days. Unfortunately he wasn't planning to go down to Baltimore like we would so after spending some time shopping and chatting we said good byes, hoping to see him again on our way south. And of course we tried to convince his daughter to be our shore crew and drive around from port to port. Neal had a good chuckle at this.
Just before we called the night, couple of gents rolled in and we had an amazing chat with them. I mean these guys were so excited for us to do this trip they were going to buy us detailed charts of Chesapeake Bay and one, I think his name was Bill, the accountant was seriously considering to drop his work for a week and tug along with us in his sailboat which was in Baltimore. They gave us their phone numbers and urged us to sail down to Baltimore Yacht Club to meet them there. We gladly accepted the invite since without the dinghy we are kind of stranded to our boat unless some free dock comes along.
We just had the best time here with all these super-nice people. We felt so much better being able to chat and socialize a bit. For us it made so much difference and our moods were instantaneously lifted.
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