Cruisin' The Loop Aboard Kibon
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Monday, July 7.  The Martek serviceman arrived and determined that the guy in Palm Beach had merely attached the instrument.  He hadn't made any adjustment for our different equipment.  It sounds like that other fella was not too well informed.  Anyway, this Martek place is billing the Palm Beach Martek place for the service.  Kay spent the time doing the laundry.  Pearce spent the intervening hours giving Kibon a much needed bath and trying to get the outboard working.  Nothing seemed to work, and he contacted several marine supply stores for a part that seemed to be the  problem,  We will go to a marina in the Magothy River a bit north of Annapolis tomorrow, but today we are going to check out Annapolis.  

We crossed the Bay and came into the harbor on Spa Creek off of the Severn River.  We picked up a mooring buoy (years of retrieving marks for Narrasketuck Yacht Club races gave Kay the proficiency to gather it in on the first try.)  We called the water taxi and went ashore.  We headed over to the Naval Academy and, after showing our ID cards, we toured the buildings.  This year's plebes have been here since June 28th, and they were in evidence in the field house, marching toward the pool, and perfecting their marching skills.  
A rain storm came in and we had to retreat to a dry area, therefore we were too late to enter the Chapel which closed at 4 pm (1600 hours).  We were unable to view the tomb of John Paul Jones.  We will make a stop here again another year.

As we walked through the historic district of Annapolis, we could appreciate the different architectures of the buildings that dated from before the establishment of the State Capitol in 1695, to the years which saw the establishment of the town as a major shipping port.  Annapolis also served as the Capitol of the United States from 1783 until the seat of government was moved to New York.  Another rain storm, this time a major one, curtailed our wandering, and we retreated to a Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Shop.  Pearce enjoyed a double Cherry Garcia, and we waited out the downpour.  Several blocks closer to the waterfront, we picked up two bottles of wine and headed toward the water taxi.  Back on the boat, we discovered that the bridge was very wet, the carpet inside the port doorway was very wet, and the rain had only left some drips on the starboard side.  The sun will come out tomorrow, and everything will dry out. 

Tuesday, July 8.  The sun came up bright and warm.  It is predicted to be in the upper 90s.  We released the mooring and headed toward the Magothy River.  As we were approaching the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Pearce reckoned that the tanker approaching the bridge would not reach it while we were still in the channel.  We  were well past the bridge and back out of the channel before the tanker came by.  We headed toward the Fairwinds Marina and passed right by it.  They had no identifying sign except "No Transients" and "No Overnight Docking," and they did not answer on the radio.  Kay finally got them on the telephone, and we were told where to dock.  Pearce got the part, installed it, and discovered that something else was wrong.  Turns out that the power pack needed replacing, and now the outboard motor works great.

Back out to the Chesapeake Bay and up to the Patapsco River.  As we headed up (just outside the channel) Pearce spotted another huge ship.  He decided that it was the ugliest ship he has ever seen, and he needed to take its picture.  We later saw several more like it, but at least they were painted pretty colors.  We passed under the Frances Scott Key Bridge and located the red, white, and blue buoy the marks the place where Frances Scott Key was a prisoner aboard a British barge looking toward Fort McHenry to discover whether the British had won or the Americans had prevailed.  We couldn't help but repeat the simple stanzas as we continued toward the Fort. 
We came into the Inner Harbor and tied up at the public dock.  Fee? $1 a foot plus $4 for electricity.  There are only two other boats here, although there are a few along the dock in front of the restaurants.  The anchorage in front of the World Trade Center (never knew there was more than one) seems to have disappeared.  There is a paddle boat and an electric boat concession there instead. 
We walked around the harbor, watched a magician, a man making balloon creatures, and the people enjoying the paddle boats.  We had dinner -- more crab cakes -- and have returned to Kibon for the night. We love Baltimore... it's great to be here again. And especially great to arrive by water!
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