The Mouth of the Bay

Here’s a photo of Wolfe Trap Light, indicating that we’re getting close to the mouth of the Chesapeake Bay. The Bay at this point is impressively wide.

Cape Charles is somewhere to my left – a small gray line on the horizon. Similarly the land on my right – there’s a small gray line; I cannot see the openings for Mobjack Bay or the York River. Ahead of me, I see nothing at all except the horizon.

There are huge freighters anchored here awaiting berth assignments. And a fleet of commercial fishing vessels passed us headed north. Six net trawlers and their mothership-the factory ship. Very big and very scary and just a tip of the iceberg when you think about the worldwide commercial fishing fleet. I love my fish and chips. I just hope we’re fishing sustainably.

Radio traffic is starting to pick up substantially. Lots of communication between the Coast Guard and commercial ships. I better sign off. I think things are gonna start to get busy pretty fast. I can now see Norfolk in Portsmith appearing on the horizon.