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Waiting out the Storm

I should get a good amount of knitting done while waiting for Hurricane Sandy to pass by.  Luckily we are far enough south that Sandy will not even be a tropical storm in these parts, much less a hurricane.  We expect winds of about 35 mph with gusts to 50.  The downside is that this is a very slow moving system, and we may be stuck in one place for as long as five days.  On the bright side, more time to knit and read….

As I write, Sandy is wreaking havoc on the Bahamas.  Such a beautiful area, always so fragile due to these terrible storms.  And New England is hunkering down for a combination hurricane/snow storm that is being dubbed “Frankenstorm.”  Yikes!

I’m worried about all my family and friends who live from New Jersey up through New England.  Stay safe, dear ones!

Meanwhile, I knit…..and knit…

I could not figure out a good way to photograph the finished ‘Wingspan’ shawl.  This is the best I could manage…

I’ll be wrapped in it shortly when the temperatures drop tomorrow or Sunday…

It is beginning to feel like I’ve been knitting the “Ann Jacket” (Vivian Hoxbro) for half my life.  It is a lot of knitting.  I am about two-thirds done with the 3rd body panel (out of four total).  Where am I going to get the energy for that last panel??  Then there will be all the plain knitting for the sleeves!  Sheesh!  I really do want to wear it so I’ve just got to muddle on.  It is so cleverly designed, but it is endless knitting…

This is the finished back.

The two body panels are knitted together in a very clever fashion by picking up stitches going up the left body panel, place a marker, cast on a number of stitches (and the number of stitches cast on here are what will determine the width of this center panel!), place marker, pick up stitches going down the second body panel.  As you knit along this very long row of stitches you decrease on both sides of each market (every other row) so that the knitting begins to form a mitered triangle at the very center back!  By the time you have only one stitch between the two markers you hold the two ends of your circular needle together (with the wrong sides of the body panels facing outward) and use a third needle to cast off all stitches.  Yes, that one stitch between the two markers does mean there are an odd number of stitches to be cast off…. so the last “K 1 st. from each needle together” becomes “knit last stitch from one needle together with the last 2 stitches from other needle.”

I know….it doesn’t show up very well in such dark yarn!  Here is a close up view:

Funny how things often happen when they are meant to happen.  I have put aside my swing knitted jacket “Soo Feminine” because I wasn’t happy with the finishing technique. Now, assembling that jacket looks like a perfect use for Hoxbro’s mitered technique from the “Ann Jacket!”  Should be interesting looking with the long color changes of the Kauni 8/2 Effektgarn I used…and I hope will complement the swing knitted shapes.

But… before I return to the swing jacket, I really want to finish this one.  So, onward….

Day 46, October 26: North Myrtle Beach

Ibis, Dolphins, Pelicans, and even a knitting store

North Carolina has been a lovely place to visit!  We’ve seen the first palm trees of the trip, although I doubt they are native.  They look transplanted, but have adapted well to the climate.

There are flocks and flocks of pelicans!  People here must take them for granted as such a common sight, but I find them so exotic!  Yesterday Bob saw one sitting in the water, with the sun striking him just so that he could see the silhouette of the fish inside his bill!  A great big fish….just like the limerick!

Couldn’t count them all!

Almost every inlet we’ve passed going down the coast has brought in dolphins who play at the side of the boat.  One dolphin kept leaping out of the water right beside me while I was at the helm.  He (she?) kept switching from one side of the aft quarter to the other, and I kept flinging myself from side to side hoping to photograph him in mid air!  At one point he cleared his blow hole and shot water in our cockpit!  He was so close….but I did not get the photo!  I did manage to run aground….. new rule: the helmsman must stay focused, no taking photos while driving!

What a lovely soft landscape down here.  All low country, with pearly white sand beaches, beautiful marsh grasses that are a brilliant gold/green in the sunlight….just like the amber waves of gold in the Midwest!  Only these fields of gold are cut through with shimmering estuaries in an amazing color of bright turquoise.  When I look straight down at the water next to the boat it is a wonderful shade of sea green.  When I look out across the water, or into the winding veins of the estuaries, it is blue-green.  Lovely.  And there has been sunshine all week.

We’ve seen lots of Long Leaf Pines, the wood that Bob used to make my first loom 36 years ago.  We’ve seen flocks of egrets sitting in trees like big white pillows.  The fish are jumping everywhere, which makes us think there are dolphins chasing them.  Certainly the hunting is very good for the bird life.  There are so many birds.  I realized that some of the egrets I saw are really ibis. How cool!

And speaking of birds…. North Carolina is chock full of man-made birds too!  We have been inundated by military aircraft in these waters.  At Camp LeJeune I saw two Ospreys flying in formation for about an hour.  Quite impressive.  We’ve seen more of those huge troop carrying helicopters than we can count!  We hear them coming long before we see them!

We are in Southport, North Carolina, today.  This is a quintessential lovely southern town.  Big wide boulevards, gigantic live oaks (draped in epiphytic ferns called “resurrection ferns”) shading the sidewalks, lovely historic houses dating from the early 19th century.  Many of the houses have huge upper floor porches for looking out at Cape Fear.  That inlet is a scary piece of water, as its name implies!

Oh, how I’d love to sit on this porch with an iced tea!

We need to get away from here pretty soon due to hurricane Sandy, which will be arriving in the Bahamas in the next day or so.  We’ll continue down the coast into South Carolina, only a few miles further.  From there the ICW heads inland, and that should give us good protection from the coming storm.

I always check each port we visit to see if there is a knitting store.  There is one in Southport, so mark your map if you travel this way!  It is called Angelwing Needle Arts and carries embroidery and quilting fabrics as well as knitting yarns.  It is a pretty shop with lots of temptations. I’m sorry to report that I did not find them as friendly as Frivolous Fibers in St. Michael’s, Maryland….but hey…that’s what makes Frivolous Fibers so memorable!

As I wrote this Bob took a walk and has returned with a pound of large shrimp fresh off the boat!  They still have their heads!  $5.00/lb….for that price we can clean them ourselves.  Should make a great shrimp cocktail

Day 42, October 22: anchored in Mile Hammock at Camp LeJeune, North Carolina
Day 43, October 23: on mooring in Carolina Beach, North Carolina
Day 44, October 24: docked at “Fishy Fishy” Restaurant inSouthport, North Carolina (Cape Fear inlet)

Beaufort, North Carolina

 

What a place!  A quaint town with lovely houses dating from late 18th through the 19th centuries, on a beautiful piece of waterfront, where pelicans and dolphins play the waters, and wild horses graze just across the harbor on a bit of salt marsh!  It’s simply amazing!

This egret was hunting the marshes right next to the horses.

We have heard that at nearby Cape Look Out there is a good possibility of seeing loggerhead turtles, so we hope to go there today for a walk on the beach and turtle viewing!  Our plans may change though because the weather report this morning (marine forecast by Chris Parker via sideband radio) was all about the possibility of latest storm ‘Sandy’ coming up the east coast.  Parker’s recommendation is for everyone to use the next couple of days to get as far south as possible.

So we may just get underway….

I did block the ‘wingspan’ shawl a coupld of days ago….

The Daily Routine Onboard

It starts with a latte made by Bob.  It’s a great way to start the day!  I highly recommend it!

Then, of course, there is knitting.  I knit everyday.  And I plan meals… both those activities go without saying.

On this trip our new tradition is to read from The Boy, Me and the Cat at some point each day.  This is a classic cruising tale about a man, Henry Plummer, and his teenage son who sailed a small catboat down the coast from Massachusetts to Florida during the fall/winter/spring of 1912-1913…. exactly a hundred years ago!  Some things haven’t changed at all during the past century, and some things are light years different…

Henry started his journey a full month after we did.  So, after all my complaining about being cold, I’m now reading how he woke to mornings with icy decks and had to break the ice in the basin in order to have a wash up.  Yikes!  I don’t know anything about hardship, do I?

Some of most entertaining parts of the book involve the antics of Henry’s cat, Scottie, who was drafted into the trip.  She is a feisty little thing, and with no ‘kitty kibble’ onboard her meals are always interesting…

Eleven years ago Bob and I worked on a new edition of this book.  I edited the text and chose some of Henry’s original photos to add to his wonderful line drawings, and Bob worked on all the details of getting the book republished.  It came out in 2001, bankrolled by The Catboat Association, who are the repository for all of the Plummer family’s many treasures related to this book.  Our edition got very high praise from Wooden Boat Magazine, Elizabeth Meyer (founder of IYRS) and even Walter Kronkite!…among others.  We are very proud of this edition, and we worked hard to include lots of information that the previous editions (and subsequent editions too) could not.   This is the only edition that includes Henry’s photos and appendices that include his correspondence from that time, newspaper articles about him, and family information and what became of the Mascot.  It’s a great story whether you read our version of one of the others….but our edition has the most to offer!

So, as we sit anchored in Beaufort, North Carolina, we are reading about Henry’s visit here in early December of 1912.

Turned out at 5 to find all quiet, still and dark. So quiet that from the quarter I could hear the ticking of our little clock.  So calm that each star was mirrored on the water.  Away under power by 7.  Out into a golden sunrise the pride and beauty of the day.  Here was a morning for sun worshippers to kneel.  Sea and sky melted into one great glory in the east and behind us faded into soft pearly mists in which horizons were lost, and we seemed to be floating in air.  So flat the bosom of the sea that the meanest stepmother in the land would have been proud to call it hers.  The duck feathers floated on the surface as lightly as — well, I can’t think just how lightly now, but gosh-dinghed lightly.  We turned her on a 20 mile leg southwest at 8, and sailed all morning on this wonderful sea.  Why can’t somebody come here and tell people of the beauties to be found?

You can see why we look forward to each day’s installment!  Henry Plummer was one of the first adventurers to sail these waters for pleasure.

This evening we will have a little party onboard for other sailors we keep bumping into (not literally!).  We will finish the last of that peck of oysters!

 

Albemarle Sound, Alligator River, and Pamlico Sound

What a lot of exotic names!

First, I want to say that we did get to visit the Museum of the Albemarle before leaving Elizabeth City, and what a treat that was for me!  Can you imagine my happiness at seeing a large floor loom in the entrance to the museum!  My kind of place!

I marched right up to that loom and fondled the warp….before noticing the sign that said “DO NOT TOUCH!”  Oh well….I’m sure they wanted to keep people from touching the loom, not the warp!  Whoever set up the loom did a brilliant job in choosing a warp that would look appropriate to the time period:  8/2 cotton flake that could almost pass for ‘homespun’ in colors that were quite similar to the natural dye colors that would have been available in 1760.  The rest of the museum proved equally fascinating to me.  There were plenty of domestic artifacts from the mid 16th century when the first Europeans arrived in this area, through the mid-20th century. There was an exhibit of Lewis Hine’s photographs of young children working in the textile mills in the 19th century.  Heartrending, compelling photos. The whole museum was lots of fun for me….

Our last stop on the way back to the boat was Quality Seafood, where you could eat in, take out, or buy raw fish.  We got a pound of large local shrimp that looked colossal to me!  We also wanted a dozen or so oysters, but that was not possible.  Oysters are sold by the bushel, 1/2 bushel, or peck.  The woman at the counter assured us that a peck was only enough ‘ersters’ for one of two people, so we opted for that.  When she brought out the bag though it weighed almost 20 pounds and looked like enough for a large party!  Bob had to carry that back to the boat!

Since then we have traveled down the Alligator River which was quite different than I expected.  While the Dismal Swamp was anything but dismal, the Alligator River was anything like its name.  I was expecting quite a lush jungle, and while I’d heard that there are no longer alligators there, I did expect to see lots of other wildlife.  We had heard from other sailors that they had seen both deer and black bear on the Alligator.  I think “dismal” is a far better word for this stretch of water.  There were lots of low stunted shrubs, and half the trees here were dead while the other half are not far behind.  It was very desolate.  A hundred years ago this was a well known place for whistling swans, but we saw none.  No ducks or geese either, in spite of the 20 or so duck blinds in the water and some unused camps on shore.  The only wildlife we saw, which was indeed quite impressive, was three bald eagles.  Two of them were sitting together on the top branch of one of the many dead trees.  I did not know that eagles would tolerate that kind of proximity.  I can’t imagine what they were hunting beyond little rodents because we saw no evidence of life.  It looked like the perfect place to originate ghost stories!

We ended the day with a platter of oysters on the half shell and a gin and tonic!  We had tucked into those oysters already when Bob realized we really should document it!  So we cleaned up the empties, refilled the platter and took the shot!  Doesn’t it look tantalizing?  I can assure you it was!

And those shrimp tasted like my childhood when I’d visit my grandmother on the Gulf on Mexico (the one who taught me to knit 50 years ago), and we’d eat the local shrimp for dinner…. sigh…

Both Albemarle Sound and Pamlico Sound are giant bowls of shallow water….not much to look at to my sensibilities.  When the wind kicks up these shallow waters really get choppy, and I had a good taste of that when we crossed the Albemarle two days ago.  Today Pamlico Sound is calm as bathwater, which I much prefer!

So how is my knitting going, you may ask!  I haven’t even spoken of it in about a week.  Well, I had a good five day hiatus from knitting which is quite rare for me.  I did not take it with me to our friends’ house in Williamsburg.  When we returned to the boat on Monday of this week, I finished the shawl and also finished the very interesting back assembly of the Ann jacket.  That wingspan shawl came together in only two knitting sessions, so I highly recommend it for a quick project, but the Ann jacket has been on the needles since before we left on this trip. It seemed quite odd to me to be casting them both off on the same day! Wouldn’t you know now that I have a shawl ready to wear the weather has gotten warm.  I don’t know if its just a warm spell or if we have gotten ahead of the colder fall weather.

At any rate, I have not been able to block the shawl all week.  The weather has been too damp, although not exactly rain.   I can’t take the chance that the shawl will not dry in one day since it will be pinned out on the bed where we must sleep!  Now I wonder if I’ll ever end up wearing it! I’ll be happy to have it if it should get colder again.  I know the next five days are supposed to be very pleasant, in the 70s.

Lastly, several days ago I discovered that I do have a solution to cold weather if we should encounter it again.  I have a mostly finished Einstein coat in one of my bins!  When I put is aside I was partway through the first sleeve.  I could, in a pinch, swallow my pride and actually wear it, with circular needles dangling off that one sleeve.  Depends on how cold I get….

As I write this, we are on the hook in Oriental, and back into pelican waters.  I’d better make good use of internet availability here to find me some ‘low country erster’ recipes cause we sure have a lot more to eat!

We have seen so much activity in the air since arriving in North Carolina.  We passed a Coast Guard air station full of helicopters and even Coast Guard planes which I’ve never seen before, as well as another new sight for me: a blimp hangar!  There was one blimp up in the air and one down on the ground, and yesterday we were entertained by an hour’s worth of crazy maneuvers by an F15 fighter jet.  I bet Bob posts photos….

Days 38 – 40    , October 17 – 19: Elizabeth City, through Albemarle Sound, the Alligator River and Pamlico Sound to Oriental, North Carolina.

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