The weathermen have been predicting doom and gloom for days. I have been expecting down pours, but they have yet to materialize. So, this morning I opted to take my husband across the harbor by boat so that I would have the boat available in case the weather doesn't turn out as miserably as predicted. My studio is on the other side of Barnstable harbor, so it is nice to have the boat available. And it would be extra nice to get the opportunity to go over there and work soon.
Of course, as my luck would have it, the tides are running really high and low today. The moon is full and we are experiencing moon tides. It was low this morning at 8:30, I brought Doug across at 6:30. That didn't leave much room to return before dead low. He suggested I just wait and go back at low tide and then I would be able to just walk the boat to the mooring. That would be easier than trying to motor the boat up to the mooring and navigating around and over the sandbars and such. That sounded like a good plan. It also allowed me to get a shower in over at the bath house and go out for breakfast and a quick visit to my studio. Going over was pretty easy, it was breezy and cool but Doug was driving the boat so it was pretty uneventful. I checked in at the studio and was happy to see all my work there waiting for me. I'm hoping I'll get back there soon.
I left the studio at 8am to head back across with the plan to drag the boat to the mooring. But, when I got there the tide was wicked, wicked, low. I mean wicked. So, I couldn't even reach the mooring!
It is so annoying to be so close yet so far!
It was just too low for me to drag the boat another inch. So, there was nothing else to do except throw the anchor and wait for the tide. I decided to go up to the cottage and get myself a cup of tea and just come back and hang out until the tide turned.
While I was walking back, I noticed my neighbors dinghy was full of water so I brought a bucket down and bailed it out.
Then it was back in the boat to sit and enjoy the view.
Cheers!
While I was sitting there, I sipped my tea and took in the view, and I must say, even in dismal weather, sitting stuck on a sandbar, it is a pretty spectacular place.
Glad I wasn't as high and dry as this guy!
The tide finally came in enough for me to drag the boat the final 12 feet to reach the mooring and I got back to the cottage right before the drizzle started.
That was todays adventure. Now I hope to stay dry and cozy in my studio here and draw on the experience of being in this amazing space.
