We were in a safe but very uncomfortable anchorage due to strong
river current with a strong wind blowing against it all afternoon. When the
current switched direction, it was smooth for the next 6 hours, but at midnight
we were both awake with the boat bobbing up and down. Midnight discussion: have we had enough of
this? Do we really want go down the Delaware and up the Jersey Coast for only
about 4 weeks in New England before we have to go through this struggle again
to come back. We decided NO. We have done this same trip south in 1977,
1987, 1990, north in 20025 and both directions in 2002, 2009, and 2011. We
thought we could do it again but it's just not worth it this time.
Decision made, we got a little sleep and got up at 4:00 to
catch the current going back through the canal.
It was still dark as Bruce was getting the anchor up and he yelled for a
flashlight because something was hooked on the chain. It was a huge sea monster composed of two
giant loops of heavy rusty rotten metal cable, masses of old rope, and a thick
stick of wood all wrapped in several loops of OUR CHAIN! Below it was our anchor which was no longer
holding us in place. I had to motor forward against the strong current while
Bruce put out another anchor. When it
was holding, we confronted the monster.
I whined, "We'll have to call for help." But Bruce stared it
down. He began to try this and that, hammering at the wooden stick, cutting
away bits of small rope and trying to cut the cable with a hacksaw. I fetched
tools and offered suggestions.
It was still very dark when I took this picture of the knot with the brown river flowing past it.
Eventually he put the dinghy in the water, tied as close to
the bow as possible. We cranked up the
part of the chain and anchor hanging under the mess. He detached the anchor and lifted it on deck.
Then he passed the free end of the chain (about 15 feet) around the tangled
mess 3 or 4 times while I took video. (I'll try to put a video clip in later. Don't know how to do that.)
All this took a lot of time and when we were done it was too late to go through the canal. We had missed the tide as they say in 19th century novels of the sea. We would also have missed the tide to go down the Delaware, had that still been our intention.
All this took a lot of time and when we were done it was too late to go through the canal. We had missed the tide as they say in 19th century novels of the sea. We would also have missed the tide to go down the Delaware, had that still been our intention.
At noon we started through the canal and by 5 pm we were
back in the Sasafrass River awaiting severe thunderstorms predicted for the
whole area, to be followed by a cold front with NW winds blowing 40 kts.
Fortunately, this didn't happen till the next day so we had a chance to rest
and swim.
What next? Have not
made new plans yet.
Ugh -that's happened to us in various places- huge sunken tree stump, fishing gear with chain, and once a lobster trap. Never in the dark though. Rest up.
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