Century Club: Tim Ford

Tuesday, November 22, 2022
Number of days:
1 day
  • tape and a yogurt cap solution
  • clear for the next 3 months
  • lunch spot

Went down to plug the hole in my boat, the one that's left when the CF prod is taken home for winter.  I had forgotten I'd left it open, in one of those "oh sh*t" 3 a.m. moments.  But man, was the tide low, and I love going out when the water clears up this time of year and the water is super-shallow.  You get to see where the deeper spots are and where the shoals have moved. 

At the dock, it was so shallow I could see off bottom off my stern and what looked one heckuva lot like an inspection port cap that I'd dropped in the water months ago.  So I felt around with a boat hook thinking I could lift it off the bottom and grab it.  Guess what looks EXACTLY like an overboard inspection port in 3 feet of water....hint: they have tentacles and they sting.  I think these are dead and sunken to the bottom. 

 

Wednesday, November 16, 2022
Number of days:
1 day
  • lunch spot
  • clearfulness
  • b/w grasses

Wanted to get my sails off the boat for the winter and decided to launch a kayak, too.  Turned on NOAA weather radio for local conditions and they said, Gooses Reef 37!  I said to myself, that's gotta be wrong, but sure enough, at 10:48 a.m., they did have breeze, NW 36.9 kn.

Whoa.

In any case, it wasn't blowing anything like that in the creek, and it wasn't too bad in the lee of all the trees and land masses surrounding the shore, so I stuck to that.  Nice day, really.  Sat in the lee of the point just south of PSA and ate lunch. It was quite pleasant and the water is so clear now.  I love this time of year.

 

 

Saturday, November 12, 2022
Number of days:
1 day

Well, sort of.

I'll call it a "work day."  I did put in an hour on the boat but most of that was just bailing out a ton of rainwater. But it was a workday at the club, albeit an enjoyable one, getting preparations in place for our annual Oyster Party, part of which is a brief "Awards Ceremony" for our podium finishers of the two CBYRA-sanctioned races we host.

Only: we had just two qualifiers this year and one of them couldn't make it!  So the Awards Ceremony was mercifully short.

These are crystal picture frames from the firm in Medford Mass, PRIZE POSSESSIONS.  I looked back at the pix I took for our MoonLight Race and luckily had shots of both winners at the start of the race.  So this was a bit of a no-brainer. I think PRIZE PO does a nice job and I'd suggest to anyone else's club that these are a nice departure from a cup or a bowl.  And you can buy a shot of the winning racers, most of them anyway, from the Spinsheet Gallery.  WIN WIN for eveyone!

 

 

Sunday, November 6, 2022
Number of days:
1 day
  • dead branch looks like a waterbird
  • hope it lived upon release
  • pursuit 1
  • lovely yawl headed upriver

Woke up at six a.m., which was really 7 on my biological clock.  Had 5 hours to kill, so grabbed a paddle and took a few casts with an ultra-light rod and a green paddletail on.  No dice until I was almost back to the club, and I got a big strike, which I missed and then a few seconds later, FISH-ON.   Nice 22 inch pickerel which, after a tussle, I released and hope the poor guy survived.  He was loggish but remained dorsal fin up at the surface for a few minutes. I did fish CPR on him and that revived him enough to finally submerge and sound.  Poor thing. 

Then the MRSA pursuit race on Inc.  Always a blast to sail with these folks and it's nice to have the rest of the fleet behind you as you approah the finish of a pursuti race. And it was actually hot downwind on November 6th!

 

 

 

Saturday, November 5, 2022
Number of days:
1 day
  • berth for the night
  • back of the creek
  • nature's way of saying "turn around"
  • similar to my backyard at home

After the club's work day, where PSA members do a dynmaite job of sprucing up the place, I put in a kayak...turns out some evening plans at home had changed and I had the evening to myself, eventually leading to spending a rocky night on the boat.

Great paddle, complete with a mating pair of Bald Eagles.  But man, I was bushed by sundown and set up camp in the i550.

It's actually very comfortable, despite being somewhat cramped.  The funny thing is, I have had much calmer nights at sea, because by midnight it was really honking, sounded like puffs over 30, and the floating dock upon which my boat lives, was bouncing around quite a bit. 

Slept like a log.

Thursday, November 3, 2022
Number of days:
1 day
  • end of day for a swallow draft vessel
  • Head for Dobbins
  • through swallow water
  • yawl at G.I.

A long motor prior to the club's monthly board meeting, there being almost no breeze for 5 hours.  Decided to lift the board and go behind Dobbins, chart showing 1 foot at MLW in some places.   It not being MLW, and the board-up draft at around 12 inches, it went fine, albeit slowly, until we popped out into the fairway leading into the mis-named Long Cove (it ain't that long, actually).  Motored quietly all the way into the G.I. inner harbor, put it in neutral, popped a low ETOH session ale and wolfed down lunch, turned back to PSA.  Same thing behind Dobbins, no worries.  Fished a little but luckily, wasn't bothered by fish.  Gooid day and gorgeous November weather...except for the lack of breeze.

Swore to myself to NEVER own a boat on the Chesapeake with more than 12 inches draft. 

Thursday, October 20, 2022
Number of days:
1 day

I've seen some strange things in the water in the past five decades, and this one rates up there pretty highly.  About halfway out to the point, where I usually make my first casts in the Quest for Fish, I bumped into something floating mostly below the surface.  It was a roll of poulty fencing! 

Now, running your spinning prop into this menace to navigation could ruin your whoie day, so I rerolled about 15 - 20 feet of the fencing back on the cardboard sleeve, and paddled (one-handed) back to the pier at PSA.  Not so easy in a kayak and thankfully all downwind. 

Otherwise, no fish today.  Which was fine with me.

 

 

Saturday, October 15, 2022
Number of days:
1 day
  • Bennu as ore carrier chugs up the channel
  • Joe in fire hose land
  • Symm sail rolly-polly DW leg

Fun race on Inc and on the 2nd upwind leg, from "N" to "K" it actually felt like a Harbor Cup, a few puffs to 22.  It got lighter in the river and we captured line honors in CRCA A, but got bumpoed back to second as Heartbreaker, the S2 9.1 corrected over us.

 

 

Wednesday, October 12, 2022
Number of days:
1 day
  • after photo - before was too ugly to post

Went down to make sure the boat was water free, below decks.  It wasn't and there hadn't been any rain so it was a WFT moment.  It was also a shambles below, too much stuff, poorly organized and where the hell is my tiller extension?  So I took a while to empty the mess below, including some dead soldier beer cans and stale pretzels. If we get a few warm Oct. days, I'll go back in with a can of Brightside and improve the below decks scenary.  The bright side of the story? Found my tiller ext.!

 

 

 

 

Monday, October 10, 2022
Number of days:
1 day

Friend, Jon, completed his CLC Skerry, and we helped him put it in.  What a great little boat!  A few awkward moments, you know, the learning curve in dealing with mast, rudder and sails the first few times.  Heck, my boat is seven years old now and I still goof up from time to time getting it rigged and ready.

 

 

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