Russ and I went to a pancake place in Cape May (really great little beach town, by the way) then started engines around 9:30 am. We were underway by 10.
Inlets are always a bit tricky, and the one from Cape May into the Atlantic was no exception. Bumpy and churned, we bobbled a bit getting outside. Once we were there and made the turn up the coast, the ride smoothed considerably.
While the seas were 2 or ever 3 feet at times, we encountered nothing but swells. No waves. Which meant we trundled a bit, rolling along the water. Sun was shining, air was warm, and we could see the coastline the entire way.
|Atlantic City on the horizon.|
The port engine won't start. It had that "dead battery" surge to it. Unable to turn it over we limped away on one engine and safely anchored.
|John and Martha shot this picture as we tried to anchor|
with one engine. The sunset was amazing!