Let’s face it—we loved to sail, and were really hooked on cruising. But those Sunday afternoon blahs were getting me down. We often talked about pursuing it professionally.
We had subscribed to Yachting and had read several articles on chartering. It looked like it might be the way to go. But Favonian would only be appropriate for taking day charters. That didn’t appeal to us.
Through a close friend of ours, Aubrey Graves, the Outdoors editor of The Washington Post, we eventually got a job to charter Anchorite, a 50-ft. yawl, berthed in Annapolis, Maryland. The owner, Leon Abrams, wanted us to take it to Ft. Lauderdale. We would then take weeklong charters out from there or pick them up in Nassau, Bahamas.
This entailed picking up stakes, folding our tent, and ending our life in Washington, D.C. If you will, try to imagine just what all we had to go through to take this job! Formidable, eh? But it was what we wanted, so we did it. And yes, through tears, we also had to sell Favonian!
We chose to take Anchorite down the Intracoastal Waterway. We had read articles about this in Yachting, and it sounded like something we would thoroughly enjoy. We were one of the few sailboats heading south; most were power boats like this one. We got several nice comments as they passed by, like “ “Hi, there…beautiful rig you have!.” Anchorite was a very classy boat, that’s for sure. Sorry I don’t have a picture of her.
By taking the Waterway we really lucked out! At one of the marinas where we stopped for the might we were invited to attend their yearly clambake. They not only had clams, but lobster, shrimp, and several kinds of fish! What an enjoyable evening that was—the highlight of our whole trip.