Robin Hood Cove is in the Sheepscot River. Lene always thanks me for getting us to our destination safely. Today we got here, but not safely. We should not have made this passage today; the winds were too strong (“small craft advisory”). We did manage to get here. We left early to avoid the strong winds, Ha Ha, but at one point we were beating at five knots with 30 knots apparent wind. We used the reefed main without a headsail. We went south out of Muscongus Bay, west and finally a very broad reach heading up the Sheepscot River. During the last part I shut off the diesel and we were doing eight knots. There were seas up to eight feet high on on all three legs, and dodging lobster pots needs a firmer hand on the wheel than auto can provide with its “plus or minus ten” buttons. Until the third leg, the bow mounted high up on waves and then occasionally crashed down through the crest of the next wave with a resounding bang that terrorized our kitties. Because of rain, I directed Lene to stay below. My foulies, the above was the “before” shot, were secured over the tops of my sea boots. But by the end, the foulies were waterlogged but drying. Lene told me after we got our mooring that she cried and I apologized for my mistake subjecting her to such fear. The last time she cried was in the Chesapeake in 2015. We may stay here tomorrow. At one point when heading west, we considered taking a mooring in Linekin Bay, which would have cut short the passage, but a package had been shipped to Lene here in Robinhood.
My first and only prior time in Robinhood was with Roy, of the Harlem, as part of his crew to help him pick up his new boat here and drive it home. This was in the spring of 2021.
Tomorrow we are scheduled to go to Cliff Island in Casco Bay, located next to Jewel Island, but maybe we will take a lay day here, due to weather. We arrived at lunch time and I got dried off and into bed to warm up. Soup, coffee, etc.
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