Last weekend we got a lot of stuff done on the boat, including my favorite job yet: taking the old name off the transom! Rich finished installing the new mainsail setup and took out the mast pulpit, which was just getting in the way and driving him crazy because the jib sheet kept getting caught on it. He also spent a lot of time epoxying and organizing while I cleaned the bilge (definitely not my favorite job).
After all our work was done, we set off for an overnight trip to Sandy Hook, about a three hours’ sail away. It was a scorchingly hot day so we were grateful for the nice breeze that cooled us off and allowed us to try out our new mainsail configuration. About midway there we heaved to so we could perform a little ceremony to rename the boat. We poured champagne in the water as an offering to Poseidon and I promised Mata Hari that we would take good care of her and that my grandmother (the boat’s namesake) would be watching over her too.
When we anchored at Sandy Hook it was still pretty sweltering so we finished off all of the Fla-Vor-Pops that were left in our cooler. The sacrifices we make to ensure nothing melts on our watch!
We had an awesome time. I even got to go swimming. It felt so good to jump in the water and cool off. I’d only been waiting to do this since last summer when we first brought the boat home.
For those of you who don’t know the area, Sandy Hook is a little spit of land off of the New Jersey Highlands and across Lower New York Bay from Coney Island. Historically, it’s been a place for ships to anchor before sailing into New York harbor, and likewise it’s a good place to stop before heading out into the Atlantic. Tania Aebi stopped here at the beginning of her circumnavigation, and then again on her way back to complete her journey in New York. Someday we’ll be stopping here on our way to some far-off place. But for now, it’s a great place to anchor and cool off away from the city. I have a feeling we’ll be back. Maybe even as soon as this weekend!