Sunday, June 13, 2021

Wed June 9: City Island to Norwalk Yacht Club mooring ball

 In which CT makes our 10th state ..

We felt very positive this morning.  We had a rainbow last night, and a last treat from the Frank & Sal's  Market in GKYC this morning.  It's called a lobster tail.  Having spent summers in Maine, I have seen too many lobsters boiled alive to be a fan, so I much prefer a cream-filled pastry lobster tail!


It's hot today, and part-way into the cruise Rick looks over at me and says 'WHAT are you DOING'?.  I explained that I now know why many ship figured-heads are naked from the waist up.  Our bras are wet from sweat and we are drying the girls out....

 

We are listening to two books on tape:  Bob Iger's The Ride of a Lifetime, and Carl Hiassen's Squeeze Me.  The later was our choice of the day.  One time someone said 'that's going to be a long, boring day' and Rick said 'we are trawlers....we eat boring for breakfast'!  Since it take us FOREVER to get to the next stop, we have to have something to go.  Listening to Hiassen skewer Trump at Casa Belicosa will def keep us entertained.

 


CT has so many cute lighthouses!  In fact CT is starting to feel like home.  All of a sudden the flat grassland that we know and love/are tired of is gone, and there is topography!  And rocks!  I never thought I would be so happy to see rocks on the chart.  It feel like Maine, where I spent summers (the ones I didn't spend in CA, TX, Alaska, Australia, S Africa, it's a long story).  It feels like New England!  And, in fact, it is.  New England is Maine, VT, NH, MA, RI and CT.  We are both quite taken with it.  Possibly because the heat wave is dissipating.

Once on the NYC mooring ball, we call for the launch (I LOVE this yacht club thing) and they take us over to the Rowayton side so we can look around.  Straight away Rick realizes that only oysters will do, since this is the capital of oyster-landia.

They are so 'delicious' he orders more.  I try to gag discretely, while eating my non-slimy buffalo shrimp.

We work off the yucky oysters with a walk around the area.  Man, is there money.  Gorgeous, understated redos, with their own little beaches and roads.  Rick and I ignored the 'private - no through traffic signs' and walked through.  Lovely.


Beyond this clever collection of washed-up floats you can see Blue Horizon.


Just at sunset we are on the edge of a Wed night club regatta.

There is even a cute lighthouse in the background.  As ordered by the cosmic prop-master.

Rick says the new racing sails are made of this shiny fabric.  I'm glad we are under no pressure to be 'fashionable', since our boat is a 2005 model.

Here is Rick - trying to figure out how to get a fishing license.  I have now, twice, been hit in the head by the fishing gear - which is stored above us on the upper deck.  We have been through TEN states, and Rick has YET TO FISH.  I do understand that it is complicated, since each state requires a NEW LICENSE. ( if you just put women in charge of that there would be a national license in under a week). ((On a further note, if men had to get their nuts flattened in an X-ray machine once a year there would be a NEW METHOD - but I digress)). At this point I think it would be funnier, and I am all about the better story - as you know, if he NEVER fished during our ENTIRE loop trip. We will see.  This license is for CT - which we will leave in about 4 days...

Yes, yes - gorgeous sunset...blah blah blah...



2 comments:

  1. Hi Guys! I agree, yucky oysters! But beautiful lighthouses! And now I have a visual of Mel dry out the girls at the front of Blue Horizon....and Rick crashing bc he is distracted! No wonder you have so many loopy friends! Love you! J

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  2. You went from boiling lobsters to airing the girls to skewering Trump in one breath! Will they really check for fishing license in the next FOUR DAYS? (you could play the dumb tourist we're just passing through card?).

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