July 28: Atlantic City

  The damn alarm went off at 4:30. I am starting to hate vacation.

We pulled  away from our slip at 5 am. This is the best time to travel in NYC.

Lady Liberty was lit up! The traffic on the water was strictly commercial -  barges, freighters, tugs.

And a cruise ship! It took an hour basically to get out of the harbor and into the Atlantic. The swells were close together but not huge. So every now and then they slapped the bottom of the boat so Peanut went to the litter box. Everything that was not already tied down, went down or into the sink. Furball the tender was getting her ass kicked.

A half hour later, Debbie claimed to see whale spews. I knew she was stressed. Then I drove and one of the damn humpbacks surfaced about 40 feet away! By some miracle, Debbie got us a slip at the Golden Nugget so we plowed ahead.

The swells got bigger but father apart. The slapping stopped but we had to close the windows because the spray was blowing back. The ONE TIME Debbie wanted a break so I drove is when we passed Little Egg Inlet and WAVES were breaking a mile offshore!  It was four feet deep! The wind picked up.

We pulled into Atlantic City having covered 106 miles. We arrived around 3 pm, rinsed the boat, and made it to Charthouse in time for a happy hour dinner!

It appears it is going to blow like hell in the morning. We are staying put for a day to figure out a game plan. Herman’ s Hermits is performing live here tomorrow night. It’s practically divine intervention!