Tuesday, July 4, 2023

Fourth of July Long Weekend

 

This year the fourth of July falls on a Tuesday, making for a nice long 4-day weekend.  Work on Friday went long (I had to write up a customer call), and a friend cancelled on us, so we decided to take our time getting down to Rock Hall on Saturday.  

Vicky had spent several days making Zongzi last weekend after our vacation and we brought along quite a few packs of them.  (Zongzi is one of those cooking processes that takes forever but makes a ton... plenty to share with friends.)  We took a batch over to North Point Marina to meet up with some friends from the ABC-Wilmington club.  They had gathered to see a John and Colleen off on their sail to Maine for the rest of the summer.


While we were at North Point Terry and Richard offered to come sailing with us on Sunday since we were free and they brought along Gary.  They arrived at 10:00 Sunday morning and we headed out to light winds and flat seas.

The weather this whole weekend was very spotty with "Scattered Thunderstorms" so even though the Windy app predicted good but hot sailing conditions, we had to keep an eye on radar for things that suddenly popped up.


By the time we reached green #3, we pulled out the sails to only 5 to 6 kts of wind.  Still we were able to sail along at a calm 3 to 4 kts (staying towards the eastern part of the bay... just in case of storms).


I saw a sailboat approaching us head-on.  When I checked on my chart plotter, I realized it was Shardana, so we hailed them to confirm how we would pass. 

Shardana flying their Code Zero!


They also get their lunches from the liquor store, so we had fabulous sandwiches to enjoy while under sail.  



After the sail, we hung out in the salon to enjoy some beer and the AC as it cooled us down.


Later that afternoon Vicky and I hung out in the cockpit to watch the storms come by.  Capt. Andy (from Shardana) originally said the storms would come between 2:00 and 5:00... but it took until almost sunset before they showed up.  However, when they showed up, it was fast and furious!

I took this photo and noticed Skronk (our Great Blue Heron)
on the dock at the left.



When the storm finally broke, it only provided a few moments of warning.   Fortunately, it only lasted 15 or 20 minutes.


Even after this storm passed, it was clear that more were to come soon.  We closed up right after sunset and headed below to ride out the night.



We were simply lazy on Monday.  I poked my head out early in the morning and it was already hot... weather forecasts predicted a brutal day so we stayed in and had some bratwurst and macaroni salad for lunch and then watched TV and read until our dinner reservations Monday evening.




Coco (Captain Andy's goddaughter) stopped by after dinner to pick Vicky's brain on how to find a first job.  She just graduated with an MS in graphic design.


The big question for Monday night was "Would the traditional July 3rd Rock Hall Fireworks take place?" More scattered storms were predicted and so far storms that were supposed to arrive at 2:30 and 5:00 have dissipated.  In the end despite the radar app predicting intense storms most of the night we had clouds and some wind, but very little rain.  

So we watched the Rock Hall Fireworks from Osprey Point (about a mile away).





Our only plans for Tuesday was a quick trip to "Pumpout Cove" (really slip C-27 where Osprey Point keeps their pumpout station).  But we realized we had the capacity to wait and with the heat index building, we headed home at 9:47 AM... just in time with traffic to hit the Rock Hall Independence Day Parade.  

We got stuck at the parade because the junior and auxiliary officers in charge of the intersection jumped the gun and closed the intersection a few minutes early.  Clearly they were not authorized to actually direct traffic because it was clear we were not to pass (even though there was a long wait until the parade actually started). 

So we resigned to wait and watch the parade from the car (treating it like being stopped at a railroad crossing by a long train).  Somehow with motorized tricycles, emergency vehicles (including some from around the area), dignitaries, antique and sports cars and various community floats, they stretched the parade out for an hour.

We then proceeded home by way of Chesapeake City to avoid the holiday traffic on the major roads.

Here are a few photos Vicky took "through the windshield" to capture the flavor.










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