"There is nothing more pleasant than cruising on a boat with the whole family."
Letter from Empress Catherine the Great

Friday, September 8, 2023

September 7— Day 60 — Cuddyhunk to Lewis Rock in West Harbor, Fishers Island — 57 NM

 Today was a great sailing day — the type we do not get enough of. Sunny, good visibility of three miles, and very moderate waves. We got underway at 9:25 and once out of the bay on the east side of Cuddyhunk where we had anchored, we sailed under full main and Genoa almost the whole way to near Lewis Rock in West Harbor on the north side of Fishers Island, where we dropped anchor at deep dusk at 7:30 pm after 10 1/4 hours underway. During those hours we ran the engine at the beginning, in the end end and for half an hour in the middle —  a total of 1.8 engine hours. This left almost 8 1/2 hours of pure sailing. Almost the whole voyage was close hauled, but we made good speed The forecast was for ten to fifteen knots from the Southwest, turning more southerly in the afternoon. That forecast ruled out Block Island which was rather due SW. so we considered two spots on Jamestown Island, next to Newport. One of them had room to anchor, but was still a bit north, which would have required southing the next day. Then there were several options in Point Judith — the Harbor of Refuge and the upstream anchorage. We headed west but our course over ground was a bit north of that, which would have resulted in a hard contact with the State of Rhode Island just east of Sakonnet. So we tacked to a southerly course — for almost an hour, going perpendicularly vis a vis our destination. The trick was to guess how far south to go. My guess initially looked wrong after we tacked back onto the Westerly course — we were not going to clear Point Judith. But I had considered the forecast of more southerly wind, and, as the wind gradually came south and allowed us to do so, one degree at a time, we changed course more to port and cleared Point Judith  and its outcropping Harbor of Refuge, handsomely. But at 3 pm, after about 24 miles of joy and three miles before Point Judith, with 24 miles to go, the wind got tired and slowed down; we were making only three knots instead of the six. We had been making.  So the engine had to be turned on and brought us back to six knots. 24/3= eight hours or an eleven pm arrival. But divided by six knots it is four hours or a seven pm. arrival. An hour later the wind turned itself back on. And we had hit Mr Eldridge’s “X” spot

fairly well, only two hours late,  and had good or neutral tide mostly the whole way. We flew into Fishers Island Sound through Watch Hill Passage at 7.5 knots.  We anchored is 18 feet of water with 70 feet of snubbed chain, secure in the lee of the Island against the predicted southerlies. 

We are the blue dot. The island is over nine miles long, giving you a sense of its nearness to Connecticut, to the north, but it is part on New York State. The ugly menacing rocks in this next picture are east of us.

This big catamaran, lighted up overly well at night, was anchored a good safe distance north of us.

















The east side of the Harbor is where the Yacht Club is:


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