What with swapping out old Lunacy for new Lunacy and last year’s jaunt down to Florida and back it’s been a few years since I pilgrimaged to the W’Indies for the winter. It’s past time to revisit old haunts, I decided, what with last year’s awful storms, plus I have some business to attend to down there. Having again pimped out new Lunacy to her builder to be shown at Annapolis, it was preordained I should depart from the Chesapeake, which is something I hadn’t done before. I assumed it would be easier than leaving from New England.
I made the run from Annapolis to Norfolk last year (with crew), before diving down the rabbit hole of the ICW, and had not forgotten how long the bay is. I’d hoped to have crew again this time, but another un-named boat magazine editor (different from the last one) who volunteered to come along, unvolunteered on short notice, and I was left on my own. I thus felt some urgency and hastily left Spa Creek in Annapolis on the afternoon of October 22, same day I flew in, and motored 10 miles down the bay to the West River before sunset. A small first step down the long road south.