Still no wind! The weather is beginning to scare me ... losing patience. Deltaville is perhaps a good place to spend a gale, but on land there is nothing that moves. It was therefore decided to lift anchor to 6:45. Half an hour later, after cleaning the chain and anchor it is finally ready for departure. But meanwhile the fog settles and we see just the first two buoys out. The time to go to the first buoy, we do not see anything! Even our anchorage, we just left, disappeared. The channel is so narrow, we can not rely on GPS. Weather records, calculates and indicates our position on the map, it is already out of the channel and of course it ran aground ... once, twice, three times! We finally managed to find our first buoy has suddenly reappeared. We anchored a few feet and wait. This is crazy! Buoys appear and disappear like to taunt us. One moment, the veil of mist and tears we see, for once, or we are. It is the anchor, but again the mist around us again. It was just time to move our former anchorage to await the lifting of fog. Two hours later, the eight buoys that mark the channel has only 1000 feet reappear, for once, all together. We share!
We managed to safely get out of the channel, the sea of oil, there is not a breath of wind, (30kn announced) and barely 5 minutes later, the horizon disappears, the mist fell on the bay. Fortunately, we got out of the creek Deltaville and now we have at least fifteen feet below the keel. The GPS will finally be able to do its job. It remains for us to listen for engine noise coming ... We are now
in Chesapeake Bay, and we sail as much as possible among the floats crab cages, it's safer, no boat should normally be with us ¨ ° looking. Around noon, suddenly, a sharp blow, the fog rises. We see in about 3 freighters or barges pulled by a tugboat. It continues in the areas of fisheries, crab buoys and especially that we secure a few minutes later, the mist falls and completely covers the landscape. It remains for us to follow the rows of buoys. They do not have defects that, if as in the Chesapeake Bay, are well placed, straight line, with equal distances between each row, which becomes almost a way forward, away from the commercial traffics.
Finally, in the afternoon, the wind rises and a thin rain begins to fall, arrives at Solomon's 19:00, just at dusk. We are tired, but happy with our day. Solomon's offers as good an anchor as Deltaville, where gale, but offers in addition to grocery stores (including one exceptionally) a West Marine, a Boater's World, a laundry, a place to deposit garbage, propane etc. .
Photos: mist, sometimes we "see", sometimes you see nothing or almost!
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