Here's another short trip I thought I would document for those of you stuck at home with nothing better to do and would rather read this poop than cut your grass. This is a weekend trip with just my oldest son John who will be heading back to boarding school on Thursday. Yep... that's right... all boys, shaved head, and military uniforms. Lucky man. He actually enjoys it there (ask him) and I think it’s his way of trying to bankrupt me because the place is so expensive.
This trip is actually a get together sponsored by one of the salesman from Browning's Marine in Virginia Beach. His name is Dick Adams but we all call him D.A. He has been doing this for about eight years now and we have attended for the last 5 of them. Sea Ray, as well as the dealer, kick in some goodies for prizes. I am the standing champion of the limerick contest so I had to come back this year and defend that title.
My day started with a sign that said something would go wrong. I went up to Supercuts this morning to get a haircut and walked in and the nice woman asked me for my name. There was no one in the place. I gave her my name and she yells “RON!†and then this kid all of about 18 years old comes out of the back room. He's got bright blue hair spiked up in the middle and the sides and front are down almost to his shoulders and over his eyes. He's got a nose ring, lip ring, lots of tattoos and his jeans are hanging halfway down his legs with a belt. I'm scared. He says to me "How would you like it cut?" I'm thinking this is going to be a bad day.
Anyway, I get my hair cut, put a few groceries on the boat and John and I get ready to leave. No dogs, no wife, and no kids fighting. Here's a shot of one of my younger boys this morning all happy he can't go:
And here's a shot of son thinking he is going to drive my wife's convertible to the boat.... NOT!
We get to the boat and take off. I swapped our Zodiac ProJet off the back with our WaveRunner since it is just going to be the two of us:
And a shot off the side as we left:
I haven't run the boat in about a week and the speedo seems to be gunked up. Something to fix this weekend. Look how warm the water is up here (and it is calibrated):
We passed Jamestown Island and the ferries along the way.
And
There is actually a marina back there where the theory of "go as fast as you can and stay on plane as you go over the sandbar so you won't hit bottom" is proven wrong every summer. I know someone that had twin I/Os and ripped one literally off the boat trying that theory.
The generator stopped running and gave me a no water flow warning on the code about a half an hour before we arrived. I just changed the oil and replaced the impeller yesterday so who knows what the deal is. Something to fix in the morning...
Our first night is at Smithfield Station which is in the town of Smithfield (duh). You can get info on that at http://www.smithfieldstation.com/ . Here's a shot as we pulled in:
That lighthouse (it's a replica of the famous Thomas Point drive through bakery lighthouses) is actually part of the hotel and you can rent rooms there... Probably better furnished than a real lighthouse.
People were already having a few drinks when we arrived about 5:00 pm:
We docked and lowered the WaveRunner off and John wanted to "cruise the marina"
The sales guy from Brownings actually brought a shiny new 36DB with diesels. Here's a shot of him coming in:
And
And note the stylish antenna placement:
Here's shot of the front... Now those of you that remember Star Wars, doesn't this thing look like the Emperor's space ship.. the thing that had the folding wings that landed on the Death Star. Or maybe in looks like that Walker that had 2 legs... I don't know... I think it was designed by George Lucas though...
We went to dinner and unfortunately, they thought that we would have six people and not two. They sat us at the table for six... and we were lonely... well... I was lonely...
This nice group of people felt sorry for us and invited us over:
Smithfield Station has great food and we had a wonderful dinner. I got the bacon wrapped scallops for an appetizer (it's Smithfield after all. Need the bacon) and the broiled seafood platter which had a crab cake, shrimp, and a fish fillet. It was very good.
Walked back to the boat and spotted this 450 Express Bridge that had obviously signed up to the Frank H. school of VHF antennas:
I wonder what his range is on that?
Here's a shot of the Four Suns:
They are showing a movie tomorrow night on the dock after we get to Cape Charles. The plan was to show Pirates of the Caribbean (yawn). I gave them a different movie I thought would be more appropriate for the area:
It's about a group of high school friends that go out in the ocean and jump off the boat to go swimming but they forgot to put the ladder down... hmmm...
Anyway... I'll write some more about this trip later.
This trip is actually a get together sponsored by one of the salesman from Browning's Marine in Virginia Beach. His name is Dick Adams but we all call him D.A. He has been doing this for about eight years now and we have attended for the last 5 of them. Sea Ray, as well as the dealer, kick in some goodies for prizes. I am the standing champion of the limerick contest so I had to come back this year and defend that title.
My day started with a sign that said something would go wrong. I went up to Supercuts this morning to get a haircut and walked in and the nice woman asked me for my name. There was no one in the place. I gave her my name and she yells “RON!†and then this kid all of about 18 years old comes out of the back room. He's got bright blue hair spiked up in the middle and the sides and front are down almost to his shoulders and over his eyes. He's got a nose ring, lip ring, lots of tattoos and his jeans are hanging halfway down his legs with a belt. I'm scared. He says to me "How would you like it cut?" I'm thinking this is going to be a bad day.
Anyway, I get my hair cut, put a few groceries on the boat and John and I get ready to leave. No dogs, no wife, and no kids fighting. Here's a shot of one of my younger boys this morning all happy he can't go:
And here's a shot of son thinking he is going to drive my wife's convertible to the boat.... NOT!
We get to the boat and take off. I swapped our Zodiac ProJet off the back with our WaveRunner since it is just going to be the two of us:
And a shot off the side as we left:
I haven't run the boat in about a week and the speedo seems to be gunked up. Something to fix this weekend. Look how warm the water is up here (and it is calibrated):
We passed Jamestown Island and the ferries along the way.
And
There is actually a marina back there where the theory of "go as fast as you can and stay on plane as you go over the sandbar so you won't hit bottom" is proven wrong every summer. I know someone that had twin I/Os and ripped one literally off the boat trying that theory.
The generator stopped running and gave me a no water flow warning on the code about a half an hour before we arrived. I just changed the oil and replaced the impeller yesterday so who knows what the deal is. Something to fix in the morning...
Our first night is at Smithfield Station which is in the town of Smithfield (duh). You can get info on that at http://www.smithfieldstation.com/ . Here's a shot as we pulled in:
That lighthouse (it's a replica of the famous Thomas Point drive through bakery lighthouses) is actually part of the hotel and you can rent rooms there... Probably better furnished than a real lighthouse.
People were already having a few drinks when we arrived about 5:00 pm:
We docked and lowered the WaveRunner off and John wanted to "cruise the marina"
The sales guy from Brownings actually brought a shiny new 36DB with diesels. Here's a shot of him coming in:
And
And note the stylish antenna placement:
Here's shot of the front... Now those of you that remember Star Wars, doesn't this thing look like the Emperor's space ship.. the thing that had the folding wings that landed on the Death Star. Or maybe in looks like that Walker that had 2 legs... I don't know... I think it was designed by George Lucas though...
We went to dinner and unfortunately, they thought that we would have six people and not two. They sat us at the table for six... and we were lonely... well... I was lonely...
This nice group of people felt sorry for us and invited us over:
Smithfield Station has great food and we had a wonderful dinner. I got the bacon wrapped scallops for an appetizer (it's Smithfield after all. Need the bacon) and the broiled seafood platter which had a crab cake, shrimp, and a fish fillet. It was very good.
Walked back to the boat and spotted this 450 Express Bridge that had obviously signed up to the Frank H. school of VHF antennas:
I wonder what his range is on that?
Here's a shot of the Four Suns:
They are showing a movie tomorrow night on the dock after we get to Cape Charles. The plan was to show Pirates of the Caribbean (yawn). I gave them a different movie I thought would be more appropriate for the area:
It's about a group of high school friends that go out in the ocean and jump off the boat to go swimming but they forgot to put the ladder down... hmmm...
Anyway... I'll write some more about this trip later.
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