When we left Blue Sky safely docked in Portsmouth there were no hurricanes. Within a week there were three named storms in the Atlantic and it looked like Florence was going to do her best to clobber the lower Chesapeake. I was able to communicate with the dockmaster who was able to double the lines and make sure things were extra secure. I was feeling okay until the Navy moved the warships out of the Norfolk area. As the week…
Upon exiting the Deep Creek lock at the north end of the Dismal Swamp, we were soon surrounded by civilization and industry. Around each bend there were large commercial ships being loaded or unloaded. We soon found ourselves in a holding pattern with several other boats, waiting for a railroad bridge that had remained closed after the train had passed. It took a call from the local police boat to get it to open. There are a lot of US…