Sun with brisk westerlies, Simpson’s clouds and temps in the low 50’s made for ideal conditions for the first true fire of the new season on Saturday. Had the obligatory Joe Leone’s sausage bread sizzling on the stove as I left Beatons. Ran downwind till just past the last moored boat and brought her up to heave to on the port tack. Went below for tea and toast with a view of Swan Point to leeward. Finest kind.
Today’s weather was even brighter and windier. Went out for a paddle this morning. (First in far too long.) Rigged a couple of staging planks to keep semi-dry in managing Spartina. There, I’ve named the 15′ double paddle canoe I built a few years ago.
This afternoon Julia and I went down to Sjogin for a quick fire and tea then off to the VFW to say happy birthday to Howard Rogers, one tough 80 year old Bayman (Capitalized to show respect.) Somewhere in my archives is a photo of one of Howard’s fyke nets off Swan Point. A vanishing tradition.
This morning’s paddle; out to the Glimmerglass and back, harvesting trash in Spartina. Also rescued a hat from a gentleman on a fishing boat twice as long as the slip provided. There’s a metaphor there somewhere.
Yesterday’s first fire. Just cool enough to feel good below.
Ready to go yesterday morning.
Derelict barges with who knows what ready to be washed into the Bay. Nice.
Found a photo of Howard Rodger’s fyke net set out in Fall 2005. You can just make out the line of stakes tending SE from Swan Point.