{"id":1109,"date":"2012-09-17T21:45:59","date_gmt":"2012-09-17T21:45:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.argoknot.com\/?p=1109"},"modified":"2012-09-17T21:45:59","modified_gmt":"2012-09-17T21:45:59","slug":"destination-vulcans-rest","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.argoknot.com\/?p=1109","title":{"rendered":"Destination: Vulcan’s Rest"},"content":{"rendered":"

Have I mentioned that the main reason I agreed to doing the New Jersey coast was so that I could stop at the weaving store called Vulcan’s Rest<\/a> in Chesapeake City? I kid you not that I was willing to endure almost any sailing conditions to get there, and luckily I made it there with almost no trauma!<\/p>\n

Day 6, Sept. 16: Atlantic City to Cape May<\/a>\u00a0(#25)<\/p>\n

Finally, a zephyr! \u00a0We motored most of the day down the coast of NJ, and I actually got to knit a fair part of the day! \u00a0This is a very good thing because no one, including me, likes to be around me after I’ve been emptied handed for a couple of days. \u00a0I have to admit that my knitting was something on the order of knit one row, look at the horizon and breathe deeply for a few minutes…..knit another row. \u00a0Still, it was better than not knitting. \u00a0I do realize that this paints me as somewhat of a fanatic, or an obsessive person. \u00a0Well, I’m officially calling the pot black.<\/p>\n

We got into Cape May in the mid afternoon. \u00a0I’d been told that the anchorage is no where near the town, and boy was that right! \u00a0It was a long dinghy ride to shore, but both Bob and I were bent on having a walk to stretch our legs. \u00a0My dear friend June is always visiting her sister in Cape May, so I rather wondered where she lives! \u00a0I had also heard she has a boathouse right on the water for a summer cottage. \u00a0When we got ashore I found myself looking across at a lovely row of about eight vintage boathouses. \u00a0I had a feeling one of them had to be Stina’s. \u00a0I did try calling Stina since June had given me her number. \u00a0No luck….<\/p>\n

Then Bob and I took a walk through a residential area that put us on the road right behind these boathouses. \u00a0The one I’d imagined Stina living in had a bright red Volkswagen bug parked behind it, and I imagined Stina driving this very car. \u00a0It seemed to fit with my image of her, even though I don’t know her at all.<\/p>\n

We stopped and had a drink on a fake schooner-turned-cocktail bar in the harbor and then got back in our dinghy to head out to Pandora<\/em>. \u00a0But as we left we just took one little turn by the boathouses. \u00a0There were two couples sitting on the deck of the one I had dubbed as Stina’s, and wouldn’t you know one of the women looked about the right age (80s). \u00a0So I decided to give a yell, “Are you Stina?” \u00a0And she was! \u00a0We were invited into this lovely boathouse that has been beautifully renovated to look very Swedish. \u00a0It was really wonderful! \u00a0My huge regret is that I never thought to get a photo of all of us together! \u00a0Stina is June’s fireball older sister and is almost 89 years old. \u00a0She has far more energy than even my 28 year old son, and she makes my energetic husband seem positively unconscious…. yes, I know what that means I look like in comparison to her!<\/p>\n

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Oh! \u00a0Wouldn’t you know that Stina’s boathouse is the very next house to the right that didn’t get included in this shot! \u00a0Could I have had worse luck?? \u00a0And hers is even quainter than these….sigh…<\/p>\n

To totally top things off, Stina asked us what we did when we came ashore, and when we mentioned getting a drink at ‘The Schooner’ she asked us if her granddaughter might possibly have been our waitress. \u00a0Of course we had no way of knowing, but Bob thought to check the receipt which showed our waitress was the granddaughter. \u00a0Pretty serendipitous! \u00a0We were meant to meet!<\/p>\n

Day 7, Sept 17: \u00a0Cape May to Chesapeake City<\/a>\u00a0(#26 – 33)<\/p>\n

In order to get the tides just right we got up at 4.45 this morning. \u00a0Ugh! \u00a0We left Cape May and went rather far out due to the shoaling around the tip of New Jersey, and then found our way into the shipping channel for the Delaware River. That was when we got the big payoff of a stunning sunrise which made me thankful for getting up today! It was 50 miles up the river to the C&D Canal (Chesapeake and Delware). \u00a0Today was truly zephyr breezes, and I finished the Flower Basket shawl!<\/p>\n

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I really don’t like how lace looks when it comes off the needles, before being blocked. \u00a0It’s so spongey and amorphous. \u00a0I will tackle blocking it on 0ur bed tomorrow!<\/p>\n

The C&D Canal was a lovely ride, with lush greenery all the way to the water’s edge. \u00a0It had the feel of another century, when farms were all along both banks. \u00a0Some of the old farmhouses are still sitting along the banks, and some new suburban looking developments have also cropped up. \u00a0Everything was very verdant and peaceful. \u00a0Beautiful! \u00a0Very southern feeling. \u00a0I can only imagine how much more ‘southern’ its going to get in a few more weeks!<\/p>\n

I got my stop at Vulcan’s Rest! \u00a0This was my much anticipated destination on this first part of our journey. I bought yarn….no kidding!<\/p>\n

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Lovely Chesapeake City….<\/p>\n

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A ship going down the canal right in the backyard! \u00a0Pretty amazing!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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