After work sail with the salty crew (Tattoos by Carl, Mrs. Nelson, The Nige). Underway just before 5 p.m. into a light westerly breeze which pushed us along at just the right speed. All hands took a turn at the tiller and the R&B sound system provided smooth p-jazz and classic oldies to set the tone. Some screwtop vino and silver bullets were consumed. Cruised around just west of the tunnel and watched the Wednesday night races in Hampton Bay. Enjoyed passage of a big Hoegh car carrier and the King Ore. As the wind subsided we turned for home watching the sun slowly sink. RTB around 1945.

Underway at around 1625 on a mostly cloudy day with a northwest wind which started slow and steadily built up to 10 knots making for a good sail with the big jib. Highlight was introduction to the Lady Ann, sometime consort of Capt Pewich Bligh. This ensured plenty of medical subject matter expertise and a firm cap on eccentricities. Big pod of dolphins provided a thrill. After some intense helm training for LA, Pewich took the tiller for the duration and we sailed over to Mill Creek for a display of the R&B before the Fort Monroe Marina including a tight racing turn. There was considerable debate over Pewich's "Plumber's Bum" and the need for longer t-shirts. Many minutes spent looking for the "Lee Ho". Upon return deftly dodged a stream of huge merchants criss-crossing over the HRBT including the AOM Julia out of Panama. 1800 on a Sunday is "traffic tie-up in WeWa" time. After enduring disparaging remarks about the IKE's hull number we scooted back to base on a brisk breeze enjoing upwards of 6 knots.

A beautiful, sunny afternoon with a good steady east wind and a light-hearted crew of three. After a short, intense session on the location of the tiller (Blue Captain training error), we enjoyed a two hour cruise up to the head of Willoughby Bay and back with PiWi at the helm. The limits of acceptable heel were established early-on by the intensity of fingernail pressure on the Blue Captain's shoulder. PiWi then regaled us with stories of Capt Pewich's home abode, faux attacks on a Dutch AF base while in the radio tower, and the "dancing" washing machine. Capped off the day with an antique car show and a fine dinner from Madame (who really earned her seamanship badge today). Gate: 341