04 June 2011
River Day on the Hudson
Hudson River Maritime Museum is hosting River Day on the Roundout in Kingston
26 October 2009
2009 Rum Season Comes to a Close
It is with sadness that we park our stealth kayaks for the season. Though today is in the upper 50's the breeze and cold water are a little more than I care to deal with today.
God news though is the food has improved at Dockside.
Until the spring thaw of 2010:
Capt Parsons W. Wayneright
God news though is the food has improved at Dockside.
Until the spring thaw of 2010:
Capt Parsons W. Wayneright
25 August 2009
Southward Expansion
This vessel (Gypsum Integrity: 300 feet long) came sailing by us near the end of our southward expansion. The "bridge" is located on THE SIXTH STORY! Needless to say we changed course and let him pass!
"Yesterday, all my rudders seemed so far away!!!
So far away as in the little island viewed to the south while crossing the Rip that is. For the past 6 months I have been meaning to set sail to the ruml-ess regions south of Catskill Point and visit the tiny little uncharted deserted isle.
Yesterday we did, hence yesterday and so far away as clues in the opening sentence. Nice flow southward with a maritime breeze at my back I paddled the Acadia 11.5 stealth on a search and rum-scue mission. I paddled south of the point and did not see the island. In fact the island is almost half way to the cement plant and very close to the outflow of the Jansen Kill.
I figgered it took two miles of paddlin to get thar!
Not much on the island. The fascinating part was shallow depths coming out of the Jansen Kill. At 100 yards out to sea the water was only 8 inches deep! To top it off there is the Roeliff Jansen Kill YACHT CLUB on the landlubber side of the train trestle! The lagoon at Tropic-Al's is deeper than the port at the YACHT CLUB(?)!
Afterward we sailed north against strong currents and a HUGE SHIP all headed the other way. Turns out we found rum flowing at a Mariner's Harbor outpost. So we can now put Port O'CAll on the patrol and hope for a write off on the paddling to get there.
Afterwards we set up the Element for a rendezvous at Dockside, my former favorite watering hole in Athens. Former because the food is too expensive for what you get, little variety on the menu and THE "MARGARITA/ICE CRUSHER I DON'T KNOW HOW TO MAKE TROPICAL DRINKS WITHOUT THE MACHINE" MACHINE was broken. I found this out after 10 minutes of waiting for a Pina Colada. Meanwhile all the other tables got their drinks.
Funny think the winch tending tables knows I usually drink Moosehead when there. I it were me I would have brought myself a Moosehead on the house apologizing for the
"MARGARITA/ICE CRUSHER I DON'T KNOW HOW TO MAKE TROPICAL DRINKS WITHOUT THE MACHINE" machine being broken.
"Yesterday, all my rudders seemed so far away!!!
So far away as in the little island viewed to the south while crossing the Rip that is. For the past 6 months I have been meaning to set sail to the ruml-ess regions south of Catskill Point and visit the tiny little uncharted deserted isle.
Yesterday we did, hence yesterday and so far away as clues in the opening sentence. Nice flow southward with a maritime breeze at my back I paddled the Acadia 11.5 stealth on a search and rum-scue mission. I paddled south of the point and did not see the island. In fact the island is almost half way to the cement plant and very close to the outflow of the Jansen Kill.
I figgered it took two miles of paddlin to get thar!
Not much on the island. The fascinating part was shallow depths coming out of the Jansen Kill. At 100 yards out to sea the water was only 8 inches deep! To top it off there is the Roeliff Jansen Kill YACHT CLUB on the landlubber side of the train trestle! The lagoon at Tropic-Al's is deeper than the port at the YACHT CLUB(?)!
Afterward we sailed north against strong currents and a HUGE SHIP all headed the other way. Turns out we found rum flowing at a Mariner's Harbor outpost. So we can now put Port O'CAll on the patrol and hope for a write off on the paddling to get there.
Afterwards we set up the Element for a rendezvous at Dockside, my former favorite watering hole in Athens. Former because the food is too expensive for what you get, little variety on the menu and THE "MARGARITA/ICE CRUSHER I DON'T KNOW HOW TO MAKE TROPICAL DRINKS WITHOUT THE MACHINE" MACHINE was broken. I found this out after 10 minutes of waiting for a Pina Colada. Meanwhile all the other tables got their drinks.
Funny think the winch tending tables knows I usually drink Moosehead when there. I it were me I would have brought myself a Moosehead on the house apologizing for the
"MARGARITA/ICE CRUSHER I DON'T KNOW HOW TO MAKE TROPICAL DRINKS WITHOUT THE MACHINE" machine being broken.
I pulled up anchor leaving the cook still making my grub and went home.
Signed
CAPTAIN (LOST CLASS)
PW WAYNERIGHT
18 August 2009
Salvage Mission a Success
It has been awhile since we sailed the Hudson. But we went out This morning at the 7AM hour. Stopped off at Riverside Cafe' for some jolt and a bun. Nice place but the prices threw me overboard. $3.49 for a 12 ounce coffee and hard roll.
Stewart House continues it's strange ways. They promised a cafe' sidewalk style along with inside seating and a farmers market. I saw the produce from a local farm at it was enticing. However the cafe' and market disappeared quicker than a mermaid on the high seas.
Here it is mid-summer and finally the weather co-operates and Stewart House is only open from 5-9 Wed- Friday. Quite often as well the outside river side bar is closed. Quite strange indeed.
Our mission was to procure some planking for Tropic-Al's BBQ up shore a bit. We succeeded in hauling in several pieces of driftwood that are now awaiting placement.
The trip took about three hours and about five land miles round trip.
Scincerely
Captain of Lowest Class
Parsons W. Wayneright
Stewart House continues it's strange ways. They promised a cafe' sidewalk style along with inside seating and a farmers market. I saw the produce from a local farm at it was enticing. However the cafe' and market disappeared quicker than a mermaid on the high seas.
Here it is mid-summer and finally the weather co-operates and Stewart House is only open from 5-9 Wed- Friday. Quite often as well the outside river side bar is closed. Quite strange indeed.
Our mission was to procure some planking for Tropic-Al's BBQ up shore a bit. We succeeded in hauling in several pieces of driftwood that are now awaiting placement.
The trip took about three hours and about five land miles round trip.
Scincerely
Captain of Lowest Class
Parsons W. Wayneright
28 July 2009
ARRGH: the weather has kept us shore bound at Tropic-Al's for two weeks.
Not a bad place to be ship wrecked in any kind of weather!
Finally today at noon time went out for patrol on the flats. Got buzzed by a sea-plane: chalk it up to friendly fire I s'pose. With all the wet weather and higher tides little has occurred on the flats.Dockside has raised prices along with the tide. Food mediocre atmosphere sublime on a windy mid summer noon time stroll.Cruised around the flats for two hours aboard a paddle powered vessel an Acadia 11.5.A little rough seas was fun with small white caps bounding against the incoming tide.Actually found me-self singin' a pirate shanty "Cape Cod Girls" while taking the surf head on
Had some rum at Dockside: settled for some fruity shit since they have no Barbados nectar and I don't drink Bacardi
Not a bad place to be ship wrecked in any kind of weather!
Finally today at noon time went out for patrol on the flats. Got buzzed by a sea-plane: chalk it up to friendly fire I s'pose. With all the wet weather and higher tides little has occurred on the flats.Dockside has raised prices along with the tide. Food mediocre atmosphere sublime on a windy mid summer noon time stroll.Cruised around the flats for two hours aboard a paddle powered vessel an Acadia 11.5.A little rough seas was fun with small white caps bounding against the incoming tide.Actually found me-self singin' a pirate shanty "Cape Cod Girls" while taking the surf head on
Had some rum at Dockside: settled for some fruity shit since they have no Barbados nectar and I don't drink Bacardi
21 June 2009
Party With Some Real Pirates
After the run in with the UN peace keeping row boat we called in the heavy artillery. The only one to make it to shore in Athens was the Onrust (pronounceticated On-roost). They chatted with us and others in need of rum and then they sailed on the next morning to the Port of Albany to meet with the state senate Republicans. So pissed off at the meeting with the minority the Dems have since refused to show up for work!
This Flag has set the tone for the Middle Ground Flats for the summer.
The last time this flag was flown was 400 yeras ago when the Indians on Manhattan Island stole a bucket of rum from the Haalve Moon and Henry Hudson's crew.
And you thought Manhattan was bought for a song? Hold on tight mates we're in for some rough sailing I'm afraid.
Capt. No-Class (and no rum)
Parsons W.Wayneright
Harssed By UN Peace Keepers
Two Mondays ago I took the little barnacles out in the aircraft aluminum patrol vessel. We set sail under electric power from the Athens boat launch and headed south to the light house. After circling the lighthouse we set our bearings for Middle Ground Island with plans on attacking the beach head on the northern most point of the isle.
This time instead of sailing up on our side of the channel we entered uncharted waters along the shores of the City of Hudson. All was well except fr the breeze and running against current. About 2/3 rds of the journey up the channel a DEC patrol boat asked me for my Captains' Papers. I said this is a canoe (although a spy boat at that) and the motor is electric running on battery!
The YOUNG agent said don' matter you gaotta get zee paperz!
I was instructed to paddle back to shore after rounding the island!!
I will say we were not shot at this time! And the rum is flowing nicely.
Capt. No Class
Parsons W. Wayneright
This time instead of sailing up on our side of the channel we entered uncharted waters along the shores of the City of Hudson. All was well except fr the breeze and running against current. About 2/3 rds of the journey up the channel a DEC patrol boat asked me for my Captains' Papers. I said this is a canoe (although a spy boat at that) and the motor is electric running on battery!
The YOUNG agent said don' matter you gaotta get zee paperz!
I was instructed to paddle back to shore after rounding the island!!
I will say we were not shot at this time! And the rum is flowing nicely.
Capt. No Class
Parsons W. Wayneright
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