We made our way up the Chesapeake Bay to Baltimore to meet up with Jeff Dobkin, an old friend of Jeff’s from his college days.
When we arrived in Baltimore, we found two other “Looper” boats in the Inner Harbor flying the same AGLCA flag as ours.Anne and Hank on “Queen Anne’s Revenge”, and Linda and Charlie on “Freedom’s Turn” invited us for a glass of wine to get aquainted. We made friends with them and planned to travel together for a few days to New York.
The next day we went down the big Delaware Bay with lots of currents and big waves and big ships. Everyone got up real early - before the sun came up - to travel to Cape May, NJ. We had to “catch the tide”, they said. It was foggy and cold, so I went back to sleep and let Izzy and the two Jeffs take care of catching it – whatever tide was. I think it was a kind of chicken, because that night we had a good chicken dinner when we arrived in Cape May. Here's Jeff cooking the "tide" we caught.We bought fuel there too, and that made Jeff have a bad day when he got the bill.Our friends, Bob and Theresa were at the Urstch’s Marina that night too, so they helped to cheer up Jeff when they came over for dinner. We hadn’t seen them for a while, and they always make Jeff and Izzy laugh. I guess they’ve had days like that, too.
"Yes, I remember it well. In this photo it shows how Jeff was working me like a dog (no offense to Ben). Here I was half in "the hole" - where he kept me for most of the trip. It was cramped sleeping, but somehow I managed. I think I was just coming out at the time to get the toilet plunger and the hose - as Jeff had me do some "plumbing work." I think he called it "Regular Maintenance" and then mumbled something about a 'Manual Cleanout.'"
The two Jeffs rode bikes downtown the next morning go to West Marine - of course - the "Candy Store" for men. Later Izzy joined them for a ride into town to meet Bob and Theresa and take the Trolley tour of the charming Victorian houses of the city and the seashore.They told me there's water out there, but the cloud hanging over the shore made it look like the earth ended right past that guy. Just on the other side of the street it was sunny over the big old beautiful hotel.We said good-bye to Jeff Dobkin that afternoon as he headed back to Philadelphia and his family. We hope he’ll be back another time to see us. We think of him a lot as we listen to the big file of music that he brought for our computer. Sometimes Jeff dances to it as he drives. Other times he listens while he has a beer.I think I'll join him up there on the fly bridge and chill out to some of those country tunes he likes. Till next time...