I am happy to report that after some rest and recovery to cope with the loss of Ellie we plan to continue our trip tomorrow. We expect to cast off and head south to Noank Shipyard at the mouth of the Mystic River. This will be our first landfall in Connecticut.
Our arrival, here in Newport, was a stark contrast from being on an island with a population of 100. Instead, we found ourselves with 100s people in a single restaurant. The harbor was bountiful with boats of all sizes and shapes, including the Newport Charter Yacht Show (e.g., extravaganza on water). The weather was all over the place with sweltering heat on Friday, heavy fog Saturday, thunderstorms Sunday, and high wind and blue skies. On a boat we take notice of changes that otherwise wouldn’t catch our attention on land.
Newport, known for “being the first New England summer resort”, its historic and opulent mansions, and of course its rich sailing history, did not disappoint. The day we arrived was the start of the Newport – Bermuda race, a 636-mile ocean race that Scott’s brother (aka “The Animal”) competed in (see race web page). If you are interested in race photos taken from a helicopter, see @onnevanderwal on Instagram. Breathtaking!
Newport was extremely lively when we arrived as we watched the competitors from various yachts scurrying to make final purchases before the race start. We learned that the race rhumb line was directly into the wind making conditions quite challenging. So much so that one ship de-masted and a second took on water due to a leaking rudder post.
That boat sank in the Atlantic Ocean. Fortunately, all 7 crew members were rescued (before the boat sank) by nearby competing boats who sailed toward them. This is the law of the sea:
“A master or individual in charge of a vessel shall render assistance to any individual
found at sea in danger of being lost”
We know of no other completive sport where entrants willingly give up a competitive advantage to aid another. Truly an inspiring rule of the sea.
While high wind kept us in Newport, in hindsight, we needed the time to repair ourselves. We took Jax on a few walks where he appreciated the attention of people passing by. Took in the sites of the cobblestone streets, historic buildings, and old-time waterfront at Bowen’s Wharf.
We celebrated my 66 th Birthday with dinner out and a surprise visit from our dear friend Kate Duffy. We have known Kate and her family for years. Even through it had been a few years since we last connected in person, it felt like no time had passed. We were able to connect for coffee, catch up, dinghy to Kailoa, and enjoy dinner together on the waterfront in Newport. Kate had recently published a book “Dear Family”, about her work with families recovering from addiction. Scott and I both have signed copies (highly recommended). Kate’s founded Tipping Point Recovery. So proud of you Kate!
On June 24 th , the box of goodies from our children (See: Open When You Need a Hug) did not disappoint, so many phone calls, thoughtful birthday cards, texts and gifts from our family. I felt the love with so many heart-felt BD wishes. THANK YOU ALL!! Thanks to Scottie for being such a supportive partner and making it all happen.
HOLD FAST!
P.S. We miss being with Ari, Nat,
Shannon and David at Gillet Stadium tonight for the Zach Bryan concert. FANTASTIC to
see the concert tradition continue xxoo….
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