Heading Back and Hurricane Matthew

Days 14 – 20 – Back to Atlantic Yacht Basin Total mileage for the trip: 429 nm

Our time in Washington, DC was up and we reluctantly made our plans to head back to the Atlantic Yacht Basin in Chesapeake, Virginia and put Nine of Cups to bed for a couple of months. We shopped at the local neighborhood Safeway for our return trip provisions and made sure Cups was ready to go. Paul cast off the mooring and we chugged down Washington Channel back into the Potomac River.

Our plans for exploring were curtailed considerably by big winds, torrential rain and the impending arrival of Category 5 Hurricane Matthew. The heavy downpours caused significant inland flooding and made our transit wet and dreary. We anchored at Banks O'Dee again on our return trip, where it blew and drizzled throughout the night.

We had planned to stop at St. Mary's City since we missed it on the way up, but once again heavy rain changed our minds and we wended our way through the crab pots into Smith Creek for the night. We headed out early the next morning, but after an hour of fighting adverse current, 30 knot winds on the nose and bothersome waves, we hightailed it back into the calm of the creek and tucked in for another night.

It cleared slightly off and on the next day, but the sky remained dark and gray. We noticed a waterspout just off Fishing Bay which caused a bit of excitement on the radio. The spout dissipated after a few minutes and no harm was done.

We had a bit of excitement when a small fishing boat hailed us as we passed by. They had blown a coolant hose and needed fresh water to complete their repairs. David glided up near them and using a monkey fist attached to a line with a plastic water jug, we were able to provide them with the water they needed. We waited till the repair was complete, then recouped the water jug and monkey fist in the same manner. Good practice for throwing lines and recovering stuff at sea. We were hoping for fish for dinner, but they were just heading out, so no such luck.

We saw eagle after eagle on our way south. Sometimes, lone eagles soared above the water scouting for dinner; other times we saw pairs and even parents with an eaglet nesting in a crude nest on the top of a marker.

We had been tracking Hurricane Matthew diligently as he wreaked havoc in Haiti and the Bahamas and headed for the US east coast. We became anxious about getting Nine of Cups to safety before the hurricane's approach. We breathed a sigh of relief as we negotiated the Great Bridge Locks and the Great Bridge and spotted the Atlantic Yacht Basin once again. The place was crazy busy. Everyone had the same idea as we did. Luckily, we had reservations and within a couple of hours Cups was nestled snugly in a protected slip, her docklines doubled up and secure. As it turned out, Matthew took a turn out to sea after passing the Carolinas and Nine of Cups was spared any problems.

We'll be winterizing Nine of Cups and putting her to bed now as we head to Boston and Las Vegas till after the holidays.

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Random Thoughts - Washington, DC

Day 13 – Moored, Washington, DC Each day in Washington, DC convinced us that we'd only be able to see a small part of what was offered, but still, we were determined to see as much as we could. Here are a few random pics of things we saw and a summary of what impressed us the most.

No tour of Washington, DC is complete without at least a peek at the White House. Tours must be booked months in advance, but just a walk by 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue was good enough for us. Security was pretty tight. No one waved or invited us in for tea, so we kept on moving.

Not far from the White House, opposite the modern Reagan International Trade Building is the old Post Office Building which is pretty impressive. The old and new seem to blend well.

We were out and about for lunch each day and enjoyed varied ethnic dishes from the lunch wagons that line the streets along the National Mall. One day we tried sandwiches and salads at Potbelly Sandwich Shop (good food/good prices) and another sunny day we sat at outside at umbrella'ed tables with our lunches from Paul (good, but pricey). Our thrifty, tired selves had us drinking wine and eating dinner aboard Nine of Cups each night.

The Neoclassic architectural style of the city is grand, but the classic embellishments always catch my attention … griffins,gargoyles, gods, goddesses and other mythical creatures, all sitting sentry on rooftops and hanging out on corners and above windows.

One evening at the end of our DC adventure, I asked David and Paul for the three things they liked most about Washington. David's response was the Smithsonian Air & Space Museum, Museum of American History and Museum of Natural History. Paul's favorites were the Hirshhorn Museum, the Museum of American History and the National Gallery. Mine was the Library of Congress, the National Gallery and the Sculpture gardens at both the National Gallery and the Hirshhorn. Despite our diverse tastes, we agreed we enjoyed it all, but would have loved more time to better absorb all we saw. I guess that means we need to return to Washington again. There still so much to see … but now it's time to go.

The Money Factory and Fine Art

Day 12 – Moored, Washington, DC Our time in DC was coming to an end all too soon, but there was still so much left to see. We talked about our options and ended up arranging a free tour at the BEP … Bureau of Engraving & Printing, aka The Money Factory. We showed up early and waited in line until it was our turn for a tour. The BEP building itself is grand ...

… but the entrance for the tour was unremarkable and easy to miss.

An introductory exhibit gave some history as well as displaying a million dollars in 10s. Quite the stash, we thought.

The 40-minute tour started with a video and then we were led through the various steps in currency production with sidebars about the paper, ink, security measures, etc. No photos were allowed for obvious reasons. They had lots of clever posters on the walls … “The buck STARTS here.” “We make money the old-fashioned way … we print it.” The final stop was the gift shop where we had the opportunity to buy shredded dollars and all things greenback-oriented and dollar oriented. We were most impressed with Woodrow Wilson on the $100,000 bill. We were told, however, that the largest bill printed and in circulation these days is the $100. All in all, compared to what we'd seen and experienced thus far in DC, this tour was pretty lackluster.

Enough money … it was time for some fine art. We headed to the National Gallery of Art, America's national art museum, not part of the Smithsonian. This is not a place to whiz through, but with limited time available, we cheated and sought out some highlights brochures from the the Visitor's Desk. We wanted to take in everything we could. Only the West Building was open … grand and elegant … candy for the eye.

The Neoclassic architectural style, so prevalent in most of DC's 1930-40s buildings, is impressive inside and out. We entered through the Rotunda, all polished marble columns and floors and worked our way first to the West Garden Court. We wandered through the centuries of artists, gazing and pondering. The early artwork from 14th century was primarily religious in nature.

“The Gallery's collection of paintings, drawings, prints, photographs, sculpture, medals, and decorative arts traces the development of Western Art from the Middle Ages to the present, including the only painting by Leonardo da Vinci in the Americas.” Worthy of our ooohs and aaahs.

My art history knowledge is admittedly limited and rusty, but names like Giotto, Raphael, Rembrandt, Toulouse-Lautrec, Gauguin, Renoir, Vermeer, Monet and Manet rang a distinct bell. Here they all were, assembled and beautifully displayed for the world to see and share. Awesome!

We were enthralled with an artist who was at work copying Mary Cassatt's “Girl Arranging Her Hair”. She was doing quite a credible job.

Once again, digesting it all became an issue for us. We lapsed into fine art overload. So much to see and absorb as we breezed through, ticking off the world's master artists as we went. We stopped ourselves and decided we'd rather take a miss on some pieces and more fully appreciate what we did have time to see.

We moved outside to the Sculpture Garden for a look. Lovely! Graceful, curving walking paths led us to wondrous artwork around each corner and tucked into nooks and crannies waiting to be discovered. Fanciful, modern, contemporary, realistic, trompe l'oeil … it was great.

As the day ebbed, we made our way back to Nine of Cups. It was nearing our time to leave Washington, DC and prepare for our passage back to Chesapeake. So much to see and always, always, always so little time.