We are now securely docked at a Marina in Deltaville, Va. No rest for the wicked, we immediately set about to lower the main sail which we accomplished in relatively short order but with quite a bit of exertion. As everyone knows, I have no staying power. The bottom has dropped out from under me and I am now properly beat possibly due to no shower and no breakfast both which were to happen while we were under sail on the Chesapeake … best laid plans of mice and men. This is after all not a vacation. We are transporting a boat to St Martin.

Adventure starts where the plan ends.

We left promptly at 08:30 and motored out of a perfectly calm cove back to the Bay. The winds picked up to around 16kts. Dana raised the sails and we headed out. The winds picked up quite a bit. It was a bouncy but fun ride. As the winds picked up more Dana pulled in the headsail and reefed (partially lowered) the main sail to its lowest “reef point”. All well ahead of time and calmly done. The winds picked ip to 34 kts when suddenly something didn’t feel right. Dana went to check the reefed mainsail and came back and said, “Fuck me. We just blew the main. There’s a huge tear in it.”

The sail is old and there is a complete set of new sails waiting in St. Martin which were supposed to be shipped but “Covid” delays prevented them from getting here n time.

We are now exploring options of whether or not we can get the new sails shipped here or maybe have the ripped sail repaired and carefully gone over to make certain the other seams don’t rip.

We are safely anchored in AntiPoison Creek somewhere in Virginia. It's marked with a POI. This is a really nice spot. 

Today's track has been uploaded to the Trip Map along with today's geotagged photos. 

I'll work on the the videos and today's article a little later.