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Ruminations and Rumblings of a Rambling Sailor
Ruminations and Rumblings of a Rambling Sailor
Ruminations and Rumblings of a Rambling Sailor
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Certainly the quickest way to get from the cold
waters of Maine to the warmer southern waters
is to sail for Bermuda and continue south from
there. In the fall, theres a good chance of taking a
beating though.
On the other hand, the coastal and intercoastal routes
provide an opportunity for a broad contrast of scenery
and an interesting assortment of bays, rivers, sounds
and harbors. It is also the route of preference for those
of us who desire to meet interesting people and boats.
This is the route the narrator chose.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherAuthorHouse
Release dateJun 27, 2011
ISBN9781463411190
Ruminations and Rumblings of a Rambling Sailor
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Dave Markle

The author lives and works as a cabinetmaker on Eggemoggin Reach in mid-coast Maine. He is a graduate of Silvermine College of Art in Connecticut. He has an avid interest in local and sailing history, particularly of the U.S. East Coast.

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    Ruminations and Rumblings of a Rambling Sailor - Dave Markle

    Ruminations and Rumblings

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    Dave Markle

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    AuthorHouse™

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    Bloomington, IN 47403

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    Phone: 1-800-839-8640

    © 2011 by Dave Markle. All rights reserved.

    No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

    First published by AuthorHouse 05/24/2011

    ISBN: 978-1-4634-1120-6 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-4634-1119-0 (ebk)

    Library of Congress Control Number: 2011908635

    Printed in the United States of America

    All illustrations and the Eagle Eye Crew photo by the author. Cover photo of author by Bowey Markle.

    Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

    For general information contact the author.

    Dave Markle

    PO Box 184 Blue Hill ME 04614

    Telephone (207) 359-8032

    Email waveymarkle@gmail.comList of Illustrations

    Contents

    Get Cracking

    A yawl finds a pleasant home

    Giddy Up

    Off to the Sound with the

    Puff Mamas

    Out of the Sound

    and into the Bay

    Down the Jersey Shore

    Up the D and Down the C

    Through the Dismal and

    Down the Alligator

    A Strange Christmas and

    Early Christian Cultists

    We make Miami and

    Long underwear comes off

    We adapt to the Urban Thing

    Off to the Keys

    Rumblings

    Ramblings

    East of North

    Back to Beaufort

    Heavy Rains to the Bottom

    of the Chesapeake

    We get a new Shadow

    The River the Sound and the Bay

    . . . And the Harbor

    List of Illustrations

    by the Author

    Crossing the Gulf

    Picking up the Puff Mamas

    Dolphin Ho!

    Hell’s Gate

    Chesapeake Surfing

    Wrestling match with the dock

    Croc Visions

    Back to Bucks

    The eagle-eyed crew: Bowey and Marilu

    Thanks to Phil Schirmer for designing the cover.

    Thanks to Debrae Bishop for all her efforts in getting the book moved towards publishing.

    Thanks to the eagle eyed crew for making it possible

    for me to never use my new Nikon binoculars.

    Get Cracking

    To approach life as an adventure is a good way to extract a lot from it. Some adventures are of our own choosing, some catch us by surprise like going from 5 to 0 knots in 2 seconds while under full sail with the sensation of 5,000 lbs. of iron grating on granite ledge running up through our body and hitting you hard in the brain. The grounding was an experience I learned from. The diagnosis of a terminal illness was that of a very good friend. The five or so years of his illness were more than an adventure. Watching death approach was very unsettling. We were the same age, 52, when he died and the fragility of life was becoming very clear to me. There was a knocking in my head and a voice saying something to the effect of get cracking or pay the consequences, that being an eventual sense of a lack of fulfillment.

    The week John died my girlfriend unexpectedly vaporized and a thick fog was setting in as the abandonment bells were sounding. I also had a looming sense of empty nest syndrome as my younger daughter prepared for her first year of college. Aside from me being excited for her upcoming adventure, I was a bit anxious about the prospects of being a somewhat bored, middle-aged kind of guy whose daughters had a lot less need for him than previously. So I was damned if I was going to spend the winter in coastal Maine if I didn’t have to.

    I know people who subscribe to the 5-7 year plan for getting ready to cruise. A lot of cruisers are semi-retired or retired. I’ll probably retire but not until my next life. My attitude is presently of the go now school and south sounds very appealing. I’ve never really sailed below the bottom of Chesapeake Bay and actually wouldn’t mind bypassing Florida and leaving this country, which is really grating on my nerves. It’s been 30 years since I’ve cruised the east coast and am expecting many upsetting signs of progress. Anyway it was kind of a pleasure to have this opportunity to be totally decisive.

    I’ve always thought that life is like hitchhiking and cruising, going good then bam or up one minute the next you’re down, 1/2 of water & you think you’re gonna drown (John Prine). Some are surprised when there’s a bam. They say, Oh here we go again or oh shit. Four months before blast off, the vaporization of my girlfriend evoked a sort of, Oh shit, here we go." But if she hadn’t vaporized, my older daughter Bowey wouldn’t have signed on for the trip. This turned out to be a great turn of events—she wanted to break out of Boston and south had that same sweet tone to her. I needed some dependable crew and this was a wonderful opportunity to spend a good chunk of time with her before she started a family of her own. The downside was that because she was no longer a teenager I would not be able to tap that bottomless wealth of knowledge that 98% of teenagers seem to possess.

    Every once in a while I read a book Yankee Prisoner in Hunland by my grandfather, Clifford Markle. It’s a thrill for me because I love seeing history as told from someone’s personal exerience. His time on a farm and in a shoe factory or attempting escapes in Germany in World War I, were just that. It’s a great opportunity to get to know the grandfather I never met due to his death in Tunisia during World War II. Thanks Grandfather Markle, without the book I would not have gotten to know you.

    I have another great treasure in my possession, 77 beautifully written letters from my great-great grandfather Augur to his wife to be Cynthia Blodgett. They were written during the four years of the Civil War that he traveled from New Haven, Connecticut to Atlanta, Georgia. He was an architect and his handwriting was very visually pleasing as you read the words. Unlike the typewritten word a part of the person’s craftsmanship is there. He handwrote the correspondence of the officers in his regiment and obviously enjoyed his craft. I thought of him as I sailed south 135 years after he trekked south with a rifle and pen.

    A yawl finds a pleasant home

    In 2001 I decided to shift from a wooden boat to a fiberglass boat and from 31’ up to 36’-38 ft. I went to 38’ but not to fiberglass. It seems very hard for a wooden boat nut to switch to fiberglass. I found the boat at a small yard in my hometown, on mid coast, Maine. She had been well cared for and was well equipped for cruising. She was a British built—1958 centerboard yawl, designed by Arthur Robb and built at Isle of Cowes. The 4-foot draft with the bronze centerboard up was quite appealing for southern east coast cruising.

    Somewhere along the way she went from being White Jacket to Grey Dawn. How she ever avoided disaster after name changing one just doesn’t know. Though she may have become Grey Dawn just before she went on the rocks in

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