Took the boat back to the marina where the barge was, but this time we went inside and tied to a dock. The man in charge was very nice. We told him we just wanted to use the dock to pick up some friends and drop them off in the evening. He said that was all right, but we might not be able to use the dock in the evening, because a charter boat usually tied up there. He also said they could leave their car in the yard. Roy paid him $10, even though he didn't ask for anything.
We phoned Bert to tell him where we were. He and Susan, his fiancee, arrived around noon. They're a very nice young couple. He's a physician and she's an RN. They met when they were working at the same hospital, but then she changed to a different hospital to quell gossip.
Bert has an interesting background. He was born in the United States of Turkish parents, but they returned to Turkey when he was only two years old, so he grew up speaking Turkish. He went to medical school in Turkey and practiced for a few years, but then he decided to come to the United States to learn English. Since he was born in the United States, he's a U.S. citizen, so he had no problem entering the country. He went to Berkeley, California, because he has a cousin there. That's where he met Anne Baeck; she's a volunteer ESL tutor, and she helped him learn English. When he could speak English adequately, he came to New Rochelle, where he's completing his third year of residency to become a surgeon.
We motored to Hempstead Harbor and tried to go up Glen Cove Creek, but it was too shallow. Roy was going very slowly, so when the boat touched bottom, he was able to back off. She touched bottom again when he was turning around, but again he was able to get her off.
There were a zillion boats at moorings. Roy was going to anchor out and see if there was a water taxi to take us ashore, but just then a water taxi from the yacht club came along. Since we belong to a yacht club, the operator told us we could tie to a mooring free for a few hours and he'd take us ashore and back no charge. He led us to a mooring and we tied to it. Then he took us to the yacht club dock. Everyone was very nice. The manager told us how to get to the village, so we walked up there. It's a pleasant little village on a hill overlooking the harbor. We ate lunch in an ice cream parlor that also serves soup and sandwiches. We had sandwiches and ice cream. Delicious! Bert treated.
When we got back to the boat, we put the Royaks in the water, and Roy taught Bert to paddle. Susan didn't want to try it.
The wind had come up, so we were able to sail back to City Island. Very pleasant. We were glad Bert and Susan were able to enjoy a sail.
They're going to be married September 18th, and Anne Baeck is flying out for the wedding.
As predicted, the charter boat was at the dock, so we tied to that miserable barge. When Bert and Susan were ashore, Roy and I sailed back to Hempstead Harbor and dropped anchor for the night.
This Blog is our mother's logs from her sails aboard Jofian. Our mother, Clare Holt, wrote a log every day and after her first sail to Mexico, she bought a laptop to write and save her logs. She sailed when the World Wide Web was first created, there was not as much on the Internet back then, no Wi-Fi, Internet access was very limited. I know if she were sailing today that she would be putting her logs in a Blog, so I am doing it for her. Mom’s logs to Alaska are on saillogsalaska.blogspot.com.
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