Thursday, Sept. 5, 2013
It is my Love’s Birthday today and we are on the move again.
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday dear Joseph and many more to come! Many well wishes have come our way and many Happy Birthday greetings too. Thank you to all that have remembered and taken the time to call or write a note to my dear Don Giuseppe!
It is a blessed day in God’s creation and the skies are fair but the wind is kicking up to 18 KN yet steady at 14-15 KN out of the west making the sound very choppy and creating a not very pleasant crossing. The captain has ordered that we move and so we do. Once we get into the lieu of land as the Long Island Sound narrows down and eventually becomes the East River, the choppiness subsides and the congestion begins.
Islands filled with homes and buildings on top of each other, cities with high-rises and chimneys, bridges, barges and light houses we pass by. Long gone is the pristine solitude we enjoyed not too long ago. Ah, that civilization business filled with congestion, anxiety, conflict and people coming from all over the world seeking prosperity and a promise of greatness and opportunity.
What a conflict it is from what we just experienced and the simplicity and beauty of a life connected to nature in its purest form!

Nevertheless it is a beautiful day we are having while gliding along this city to which the whole world longs for. It certainly is a picture perfect day.
Before you know it, we have we reached Sandy Hook where we enter ‘skinny waters’ as Joe would call it. We pass by the Naval Station Earl with it’s long protruding pier far into the bay to which fleets come to refuel and replenish what they need to carry to far and distant seas as they are called on duty.
It is the time of the day where the tide is at it’s lowest, and we really have to creep along through the narrow and shallow channels of the Neversink River till we have reached our destination of the Channel Club Marina of Monmouth Beach, NJ.
Just as we have docked and finished the wash-down in preparation of a rest filled night the wind picks up and rocking and slushing of the waves against the hull begins and does not let go till early in the morning. May tomorrow be a glorious day filled with good things and happy visitors!