Day three finds us anchored in Turner Creek, a tributary of the Sassafrass River. The anchorage was ours alone and was picture perfect. There’s a state park bordering one side so the dogs were thrilled and a few quaint homes on the other bank. There was no breeze at all and we really couldn’t tell that we were afloat as there was not a hint of movement.
It was really cold in the boat during the night so both dogs slept with us in the aft cabin. It wasn’t really bad for the 2 of us but the dogs were shivering quite a bit so we decided to take a slip in Annapolis the next night instead of a mooring ball as was our original thought.
I had promised Christy that after pushing hard for 2 days we would be able to sleep in on the morning of the third day, so we were up at 0800. Christy made a wonderful breakfast of pepper steak and eggs, good stuff. We took our time getting it together and weighed anchor at 0930. The sun came up and the cockpit enclosure was so warm we were soon in tee shirts. There was not a hint of wind so we were forced to motor the entire 35 miles to Annapolis. We did get a push of over a knot for most of the trip so it wasn’t so bad.
It was an uneventful trip with us in a slip at the Yacht Basin Company at 1530 hours. It’s a nice place in the center of town. A friend of ours, Phillip met us at the dock and after a couple of cocktails we went to dinner at Middletons together, dinner was good, dessert was better. Its always good to see Phil.