Voyages of the Fibonacci

Always favor the point of sail that provides the most shade...

Sunrises on Long Island Sound

"Flying" down the East River at nearly 12 knots - got to love the tide.

The thrill of sailing past Liberty in ones own hull

Always wanted to leave the Big Apple in my wake!

Fibonacci the day I bought her on a moor

Atlantic Highlands in Autumn

I found Fibonacci, a Pearson 10M for sale in Fairfield, CT. I purchased it in August 2010 and moved aboard almost immediately. I lived on a moor through Oct '10 and then began the long journey South. I sailed through Long Island Sound and down the East River past NYC quite smoothly. Spent a night anchored under the Verazzano bridge in Sheepshead Bay, Brooklyn. Spent a couple weeks in Atlantic Highlands, NJ awaiting a weather window to attempt the Jersey Shore. Sailed through the night to Absecon inlet and spent a night at trump Marina in Atlantic City, NJ.

Inside the cabin

A new crew joined me there and we continued South to Cape May. At night while I was resting the inexperienced crew sailed in to close to shore just past Ocean City and we wound up hard aground for a night waiting for the tide. Fortunately it was calm. I spent the winter in Cape May, NJ - well the boat did I went down to Miami to escape the cold. Come April I returned to Cape May to continue the voyage South. Was joined by a new crew - a military vet.
   We set sail from Cape May on April 19th up Delaware Bay and through the C&D canal. Unfortunately the tide was against us in the canal so we didn't get through till around midnight. We anchored in Veazy Cove and continued to Annapolis the next morning. Anchored just off the Naval academy.
   Leaving Annapolis the weather became glassy calm. I decided to try to make hay while the sun shone and run through the night to Norfolk. Forecast was clear when I turned in around midnight. Was awoken by the sound of halyards slapping the mast and went up on deck to relieve the night watch. To my horror a squal was kicking up and a 6 foot chop had waves breaking on deck. The nearest shelter was Gwynn island and Deltaville, VA both of which looked tricky on the charts so I decided to wait for things to calm down before heading in. Some 6 hours of violent rocking and rolling ensued. Turns out a rope had wrapped itself round the inboard propeller so we had to call in a tow to Deltaville. I dove under the boat and cut the rope loose - looked like an old anchor rhode.
   Two days later we hit Norfolk, VA. On our way in we saw our first dolphins and a nuclear submarine being escorted out by the Coast Guard. There was also an aircraft carrier docked there which was impressive to behold.