This isn’t going to be a cruising and relaxing trip. This is a delivery; get the boat and us home as fast and safely as we can. It is late October and there is no time for side trips and fun. I feel rusty, it’s been over 3 years since I have done any long day trips.
On Thursday morning (10/25/19) we slowly departed Chesapeake Boat Basin before dawn with just a little light at 6:40 am. We went very slowly because I was at the helm while Al handle the lines off the dock. It is easier for him to leap aboard than it is for me. Can you believe it? The first time we move this boat anywhere and I am the one behind the wheel. Geez. It was crazy. So we went slowly for the first 20 minutes.
It was pretty choppy south of the Potomac River and we wondered if the stabilizers were actually working for the first two hours. After some investigation of the control panel and a study session with the TRAC manual, Al determined the problem and promptly corrected things. Once the stabilizers were working, it felt much better, but by then we were past the Potomac and the seas settled down.
It became a beautiful day and we were like kids with a new toy, exploring and enjoying everything inside the boat as well as outside. We were also glad we had spent the time yesterday familiarizing ourselves with as much as we could.
We began the day intending to reach Solomons, about a 7-hour day, but everything was going so well that we decided we could push farther. We adjusted our goal and set course for an anchorage at the southern tip of Kent island. As we neared it, we realized we could make it all the way to Lake Ogleton, Annapolis where our friends Frank and Mary Marie live.
Mary Marie and Frank were waiting to welcome us in Lake Ogleton. Frank in the kayak to hand us lines to the mooring and Mary Marie on the dock snapping photos.
Leg 2 of our delivery would be a shorter day, from Annapolis to Chesapeake City onto Chesapeake-Delaware Canal.
We arrived in Chesapeake City by mid-afternoon, a relatively short 7-hour day. Chesapeake City has a free town dock but there was only a smallish stretch open. Would 39+ feet fit there?? The opening was between a very small power boat (as in a runabout) and the tour boat. The guy in the runabout helped us with the lines and Al parallel parked the Krogen into the tight spot.
Without planning ahead of time, Al’s daughter, Alicia, and her family live 20 minutes away and came to visit us, see the new boat, and have dinner. Every time we have cruised north or south, we stop at Chesapeake City so that they can visit. This would make the fifth time, continuing the tradition.
I may have to retract what I said about this being just a delivery trip with no fun time. It’s been great so far, and we even saw friends and family!
In a matter of nine days from “first view” to “she’s ours,” we owned a Kadey Krogen 39, the boat of Al’s dreams. That presented a new dilemma that we had been discussing since this acquisition was only an idea. It was mid-October and The Edge was in Virginia, just north of the Rappahannock River on the Chesapeake Bay. Thinking that the process of purchasing the boat would take longer, the first option was to leave her in Virginia for the winter and bring her north in the early spring, or bring her farther north in the Chesapeake so that the drive and later delivery would be shorter. But everything fell into place so quickly, the options soon became, ok, let’s bring The Edge to her new home in Connecticut as soon as we can. I wasn’t crazy about making this trip in late October so we also considered finding one or two volunteers to make the delivery with Al. That gets complicated, coordinating all parties and potential locations. After a sleepless night, I announced that I was going to go. It’s my boat, too.
We left home at 4:30 am, thinking that we would avoid traffic around New York City. The city that never sleeps, never sleeps, evidently. There were so many trucks on the highway that it felt like mid-morning rush hour.
I have issues with Facebook and would drop it in an instant if it were not for staying connected with cruising friends, my weaving groups, and lymphedema groups. But on this long drive we learned through Facebookthat Sally and Ted, who also live in Connecticut, were on the New Jersey Turnpike heading to Virginia for their return to Amici. We were only about 10 minutes ahead of them so we all met at the Molly Pitcher rest stop for a quick hello!
We arrived in Kilmarnock about 2 pm and stopped for ice cream at The Front Porch which has become our favorite coffee and ice cream shop in the town. We needed quick energy for unloading the boat!
Although we really tried to only bring things that were needed for this trip home, it’s a lot more “stuff” than you think.
After all of that and a couple hours spent trying to put things away, we headed to the grocery store for perishable items to add to the frozen meals that I had already, ending the looooong day with a well-deserved dinner at a local bar, The Dub Shack.
I reread the blog posts from five years ago when we first brought the Mariner Orient home to Connecticut. Similarity — Both boats are trawlers from the Chesapeake Bay region. Differences – we are 5 years older and the temperatures are going to be a bit cooler than in August.
Today was another busy day spent here at Chesapeake Boat Basin. After last minute errands, returning the rental car, we turned the boat around with lines so that she faces outward for an easier departure in the morning. A few hours were spent testing each system and starting to familiarize ourselves with them.
I must say this – Billy and Becky are the nicest people! This is the first time we have ever bought a boat and met the owners, let alone be able to call them new friends. Not only have the been gracious and helpful, but they sent these goodies along to us.
So it’s finally NOW, not LATER. Tomorrow is departure day. We are as ready as we can be and only ask that Mother Nature looks kindly upon us.
There is a story to tell here and I am not sure where to begin.
I could begin with Al’s “boat history”. Or with Anthony and Annette’s purchase of their Kadey Krogen 42. I could begin with any number of opening lines, such as “here we go again….,” but the simple truth is that we are transitioning to yet another boat. Again. The necessary components all fell into place in a matter of weeks. Who would have thought?? Not me, and I should have known better.
For over a year, Al has been interested in a Kadey Krogen, specifically a 39. Last October he joined the Krogen Cruisers group and attended the rendezvous in Maryland. I humored him while reminding him that we already own a terrific boat into which he had put his heart and soul. We did not need another boat. The truth is that after 5 years, Al had done everything possible to the Mariner Orient and he needed a new boat to study and learn and customize. And he had always wanted a pilot house and a stand-up engine room.
This year, he talked me into going to the rendezvous with him. It would be fun to spend time with Anthony and Annette again, see my mother and sisters on the way, hopefully see the Delaware kids and grandkids, and even have a quick visit with Quigleys in Annapolis.
Al was connecting with a yacht club friend who had sold their sailboat and was hoping to find a Mariner Orient like ours. They would chat periodically whenever a possibility came on the market. Then Al spoke these words — “I’ll sell mine.” Ours. Before I knew it, a deal was made.
Slowly, it dawned on me that this “next boat” was going to happen sooner or later so I might as well get onboard with the idea and have some say. My next worry was that our Mariner Orient 38 would be sold and we would be boatless next summer if we couldn’t find a Kadey Krogen 39. They are few and far between. At the time, there were only ones on the West Coast or in Mississippi. Neither location was an option for us. I was afraid to imagine life with Al without a boat for him to mess about in. After 25 years of marriage, I do understand that messing about in a boat is like breathing to him.
Before the Kadey Krogen Rendezvous, Al emailed all of the KK39 owners on the east coast to see if any might be thinking about selling. Most were not interested in selling at this time, but a few said they would consider such a move. ONE said they were interested in showing us their 39 and discussing the possibility. Wouldn’t you just know that boat happened to be in the Chesapeake Bay region?
So our multi-state road trip began with a stop to visit my mother and sisters in Pennsylvania. Then another very brief stop in Annapolis to see the Quigley’s.
The 30th Kadey Krogen Rendezvous, held in Solomons, Maryland, was a busy 4 days of fun and activities. Docks at the marina were filled with Kadey Krogens, ranging in size from 36 feet to 58 feet. The people were nice and eagerly shared their knowledge of Kadey Krogens with us.
The Krogens dock in a unique manner —
One of the neat events was the “Krogen Crawl”. For a few hours people open their boats and you can wander around to visit each one and see what they have done to customize and decorate, boaters’ version of an “open house.”
We skipped out of the rendezvous to see a Kadey Krogen 39, a 2 ½ hour drive away in Virginia. We figured that was a very acceptable reason to miss the events that day. After spending several hours on “The Edge”, a 2004 Kadey Krogen 39, with her owners, Billy and Becky, Al and I had a lot to discuss and consider.
Back to the rendezvous for Thursday evening events which included a silent auction to benefit the Abacos. This auction was put together by my dear friend Annette in the shortest time ever and what a success it was! Over $7,000 was raised by the Kadey Krogen Cruisers.
By Friday evening we emailed an offer to the owners, and then went to dinner with everyone in the tent. After dinner, there was a raffle. See the photos below – it certainly appeared to be an omen.
Early Saturday morning, we had an agreed upon deal that was good for both buyers and sellers. This was going so well it felt like it was meant to be. Al got right to work to find a surveyor. The stars were still aligned and the survey was scheduled for Monday morning. This meant we could take care of everything before we headed back to Connecticut, saving us another trip south for a survey.
Saturday evening was the dinner dance that concludes the Rendezvous events. We had a bit of celebrating to do and what better place could there be for this?
We did have a dilemma now. A couple had recently purchased a Kadey Krogen 42 and renamed the boat………. “Kindred Spirit.” Could there be two Kadey Krogen Kindred Spirits, even if different lengths??? We grappled with that question. Seriously grappled. We couldn’t imagine another name. Since 1997, our boats have all been named Kindred Spirit. Just before we found our Catalina 34, we were watching the PBS mini-series, Anne of Green Gables. Al and I had only been married for a few years, and friends who were also watching the series, commented that Al and I had found our “kindred spirit” in each other. After 22 years, we decided that we would just go ahead and keep the name. Although the Kindred Spirit 42 was not at the Rendezvous, her new owners, Carol and Rob were. We met, liked each other and all decided there was room enough in this world for more kindred spirits.
The Kadey Krogen Rendezvous ended on Sunday morning with an expertly choreographed departure of all the boats.
We headed south to Kilmarnock by car for the survey on The Edge. We met Billy and Becky at Chesapeake Boat Basin for The Edge‘s survey. Jerry and Terry of J. L. Olson Marine Services arrived mid-morning from Hampton, Virginia to begin the day’s work.
After the two surveyors spent about 5 hours on the boat, which resulted in a 40 page document (VERY thorough), we felt assured that there were no serious problems. This is the first time we have met the owners of the boat we are interested in purchasing; and the first time, the boat has not needed significant improvements. That said, you know Al will be working on all kinds of projects over the winter and spring to “watsonize” another boat.
Back home in Connecticut, we turned our attention to the sale of the Mariner Orient 38. Her survey had gone incredibly smoothly three weeks earlier. Whit and Joan, the soon-to-be new owners, were in CT to learn about the boat from Al and finalize things.
In 2002, Al told me that the Morgan Center Cockpit would be our last boat and we would go cruising on her when we retired. Then, in 2014, he said that the Mariner Orient 38 would be the last boat. Here we are again with yet another “last one,” – the “THIRD Last One”. There are witnesses this time. I may be hunting you people down to sign an affidavit and have it notarized.