Sunday 15 September 2013
Solomons Offshore Grand Prix
Journey: Triple L Estate – Kingfishers, Solomons Island – Triple L Estate
Today was Solomons Offshore Grand Prix boat races. We left home rather early in order to avoid race traffic. As I approached the bridge I saw Coast Guard patrolling the area closer to Calvert County side so I headed towards the St. Mary’s side of the river. I hoped this would indicate to Coast Guard that I planned on staying out of the race zone.
As I crossed under the bridge it appeared as though the Coast Guard was coming towards us, so I slowed down. As I slowed down it looked as though they also slowed down. I thought because they slowed then I could carry on so I sped up. When I sped up they too sped up. Knowing that I didn’t want Coast Guard thinking I planned on trying to out run, or avoid, them, I came to a stop. As they neared Lori asked me, “Do you have the boat registration?” I answered a very unsure, “Yes,” as I wondered, do we have the registration. Then I remembered that yes we do have the registration, and I knew where it was, so I provided a far more definite, “Yes, we have it.”
The Coast Guard came close and simply asked where we planned on going. We told them, “Solomons Island, but we’ll stay close to the St. Mary’s side of the river.” That’s all they wanted to know and we went our merry way.
We passed by the Palm Beach Willie boat, which again did not seem to be appropriately representing the Taylor Island destination as a party destination.
As we rounded towards the tip of Solomons Island a second, much larger, Coast Guard boat came barreling straight at us. We stopped and informed them we planned on going to Solomons where we had a slip waiting for us. The started to say something about the races and we said, “We won’t be coming back until after the races.” They began, “but if you do…” “Don’t worry,” I interrupt, “if we do I know we have to go all the way around there,” pointing towards the base and following the St. Mary’s County coast line. “Exactly.”
As we approached Kingfishers we noticed a small rubber duckie which appeared to be docking in our roped off slip. When we had gotten close we informed them that they were in our reserved area. They pulled the rubber duckie over towards the Oyster House. Lori jumped off to remove the rope for our slip and we then tied up.
We walked down to the Solomons Pier. Since we had gotten our VIP badges on Thursday we waltzed right in, flashing our badges to the bouncer at the door – AKA Jeannie.
We had a lovely time. I hung out mostly along the front railing in order to photograph the action. I had not expected the sun to be so bright and hot. Thank goodness I had a visor otherwise I would have been suffering.
In the afternoon the Redskins game started against Green Bay. I loudly cheered for the Packers in a sea of home team Redskins fans. Between races I would go in and check the score and cheer each time I saw the score in favor of Green Bay. After Green Bay won I made sure to really harass my Redskin fan friends. They were less amused than I.
By the end of the afternoon, and end of the races, Lori and I were spent and ready to go home. We returned to our boat at Kingfishers to discover a bucket of ice holding beers waiting for us. What GREAT friends and service!
At first Lori recommended we swing by the Beach in order to be polite and say hi. As we rounded Solomons point, however, Lori scratched that idea and told me to just go home.
Engine Hrs: 68.4 – 69.3
Time: 10:30 am – 5:10 pm
Conditions: hot in the sun, cooler in the shade, no breeze, mostly flat water – perfect day for a race day
Vessel: 23’ Seaway fishing boat
Me and Lori