Ship's Log Tuesday 10/13/15
No net miles. 10 minutes spent in boat.
Woke bright and early, as the sky was lightening. We broke camp, ate our oatmeal and apples, finished charging all devices (phones, headlamps) on campground plugs and packed the boat.
Wind and whitecaps were intimidating, but less so than the idea of being shore-bound all day so we set out. the proximity of beach was too comforting to justify paddling out around the rocky headland and the waves were washing over our splashproof, but not waterproof boat. We turned tail, and spent the remainder of the morning ashore, drying out our sodden food supply. The wind was stiff and the air was dry and our total losses at the end of the day amounted to a few dried potatoes and apples, a significant quantity of trail mix, all the home made dried onions and all the vitamins, packed to keep us strong. It was an epic pain, but not a disaster.
Learned: pack food small multiple bags if you want to minimize spoilage. This would have saved some onions and trailmix, and a lot of laborious sorting, drying and cursing.
Spent afternoon in town at the library (for internet) and grocery store (for plastic bags to double bag food, and hard sausage.
And that night we set camp on the point, for free, on diocese land, without permission, on the advice of an ex bum and a couple with backpacks who had tented there last night! It was one of my favorite sites of the trip. Good shelter in trees, lots of dry firewood, the thrill of trespassing...
Meals:
- oatmeal and apples
- soggy trailmix
- ruined potatoes and jerky stew.
Getting suited up, in my usual attire, not suspecting that we would be back on shore within the half-hour. The rubber kitchen gloves over black fleece gloves were a godsend.
The rescue operation. This is also where the (recently) ex- bum wandered along and gave us lots of advice.
This is the vitamins. It's actually quite a small bag, just looks large. And the fact that they disintegrated almost immediately says a lot for their general digestibility!
Consolation prize for going nowhere today: maple creemies are a "vermont thing". Turns out it's just maple flavored soft-serve icecream.
No net miles. 10 minutes spent in boat.
Woke bright and early, as the sky was lightening. We broke camp, ate our oatmeal and apples, finished charging all devices (phones, headlamps) on campground plugs and packed the boat.
Wind and whitecaps were intimidating, but less so than the idea of being shore-bound all day so we set out. the proximity of beach was too comforting to justify paddling out around the rocky headland and the waves were washing over our splashproof, but not waterproof boat. We turned tail, and spent the remainder of the morning ashore, drying out our sodden food supply. The wind was stiff and the air was dry and our total losses at the end of the day amounted to a few dried potatoes and apples, a significant quantity of trail mix, all the home made dried onions and all the vitamins, packed to keep us strong. It was an epic pain, but not a disaster.
Learned: pack food small multiple bags if you want to minimize spoilage. This would have saved some onions and trailmix, and a lot of laborious sorting, drying and cursing.
Spent afternoon in town at the library (for internet) and grocery store (for plastic bags to double bag food, and hard sausage.
And that night we set camp on the point, for free, on diocese land, without permission, on the advice of an ex bum and a couple with backpacks who had tented there last night! It was one of my favorite sites of the trip. Good shelter in trees, lots of dry firewood, the thrill of trespassing...
Meals:
- oatmeal and apples
- soggy trailmix
- ruined potatoes and jerky stew.
It doesn't even look that menacing, does it! At the end of the beach is the diocese land where we camped.
Beautiful morning!
Consolation prize for going nowhere today: maple creemies are a "vermont thing". Turns out it's just maple flavored soft-serve icecream.
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