Mobjack Bay to Fishing Bay

Day 3 - 31 nm (passage total: 80 nm) The guys were up at 0530 removing the old impeller and replacing it with a new one. We hauled anchor by 0715. We were thankful for the thick, black river mud that had held us firmly during the night, but now spent 30 minutes cleaning the muck off the chain and anchor before getting underway.

The new impeller did the trick and the engine temp stayed steady in its normal range. Cups' speed was greatly enhanced without all the barnacles on her prop. All was good. We passed by New Point Comfort Light as we left Mobjack Bay and re-entered the Chesapeake.

It was right about that time that David announced the the forward head pump was broken. Really?

Paul went below and the two guys spent several hours trying to fix it. We had an older spare pump aboard, but when it was installed, it didn't work either. They finally exchanged the aft head pump for the forward pump and all was well … until it was determined that the hose from the head to the holding tank was clogged and the head was still unusable. David tried using muriatic acid, but to no avail. Sigh!

We passed Wolf Trap Light, then headed to port up the Piankatank River. Our destination for the evening was Fishing Bay, a lovely wide open, deep water bay, perfect for an overnight stay. We anchored and the guys got to work on the forward head again. They removed the connecting hose between the head and the holding tank … a mighty effort. It was clogged with thick, hard calcium deposits. Evidently all his regular treatments with muriatic acid along the way had not been all that successful.

They worked for several hours and finally reassembled the whole works with excellent results. Whew! Traveling without a working head would have been a bummer. We have an aft head, but we rarely use it unless we're at sea because it is not connected to a holding tank.

The area was scenic with a lovely little marina and Deltaville, with its shops and museum, was just a short walk across the peninsula. By the time the job was complete, however, it was too late to launch the dinghy and head into shore. We settled for a glass of wine, dinner and a game or two of cards aboard. By 9pm (aka cruiser midnight), we were all ready for our bunks.

Two things to note here: 1) We're not traveling very far each day by choice; and 2) we haven't been off the boat since we left AYB. Tomorrow we're hoping for some shore time to stretch our legs and see what we can see and, please, no more hissy-fits from the sulking Nine of Cups.

Chesapeake -Norfolk to Mobjack Bay

Day 2 – 32nm (passage total: 49 nm)

We spent a relatively calm night in the general anchorage off the loading docks in Norfolk. Huge Hapag Lloyd container ships were a bit noisy in their loading activities, but otherwise no worries, no problems. The plan was to head north to Mobjack Bay on the East River. We returned to the main channel, passing Fort Wool to starboard and the Old Port Comfort Lighthouse to port as we motored into Chesapeake Bay.

The day was lovely and the light breeze was wonderfully refreshing. We motored for a few hours, but by mid-day we were actually able to sail for awhile and enjoyed the quiet and calm of the bay. The lighthouse at Thimble Shoal is quite a different style than most lighthouses we see, but is the typical style lighthouse for the Chesapeake.

We arrived in Mobjack Bay around 3 pm and found a perfect a little anchorage just out of the channel inside the entrance to the East River.

David felt that Cups' speed had been sluggish during the day and jumped in the water to have a look at the prop. The visibility was less than a foot as he scraped a fine collection of barnacles off the propeller. He chastised himself for not doing this at the AYB dock, but better late than never.

Yesterday's coolant hose replacement kept the engine temp down, but it was still running higher than normal. Once the engine cooled down, the guys took a look at the impeller. It was due for a change. They decided to let it wait till morning. We enjoyed cocktails in the cool of the cockpit, ate some dinner, played a few games of gin (David won, but we're sure he was cheating) and then reveled in the beauty of a full harvest moon over a duckpond calm anchorage.