High rolling in Atlantic City

Yesterday we had a pretty easy trip from Cape May to Atlantic City.  Getting into the harbor was a bit of challenge as there was a dredge and its discharge pipe blocking the main channel.  We eventually figured where to go without running aground and were soon tied up at the big city marina complex where we stayed last fall with Eileen and Harold.  It's a good thing we weren't coming in after dark or with a strong following wind.

Coney Island, the big amusement park north of Cape May.
I'm sure you've heard of it.

The channel is to the right of the dredge!

Sue's Aunt Ruth, Uncle Jerre and cousin Vickie drove down from Philadelphia to visit and take us out to eat.  Sue hadn't seen her cousin in 40 years, and I had never met Vickie so we all had a really nice time visiting.  It turns out Vickie's husband John has done lots of offshore sailing and racing.  We ate at a really nice restaurant, The Chart House, overlooking the harbor.  All the tables have a window view, with the second row of tables being raised up to look over the tables closer to the window.  We could see our boat from our table.  There were 5 or 6 men in suits who kept coming up to the table to see if everything was OK or if we needed anything.  Since the first guy asked me how everything was just after they brought the menus and water I was a little curious.  By the time the 3rd, 4th and 5th guy stopped by the table I had it figured out.  They had realized I was off a boat, and not their typical social-type client, and were just checking their silverware.

Aunt Ruth, Sue, Uncle Jerre, Cousin Vickie

The "stars" are actually sea gulls.

I doubled my money in Atlantic City, being at a casino and all.  I took all the bills out of my wallet and asked each and every George there if they wanted to stay in Atlantic City.  All 4 of them said "No" so I carefully folded them over and stuck them back in my wallet. 

Some of the "painted ladies" in Cape May, NJ.



I thought we were in Cape May, but clearly the sign says otherwise.



This morning we are on our way to Sandy Hook, just south of New York City.  It will be a 75 to 85 mile day, depending on where we end up, so we got up at 5:00 and were under way by 5:15.  I sure will be glad when this vacation is over so I can start sleeping in again.

And a PS regarding the visit with my relatives that never happened in Virginia Beach.  Apparently the expected out-of-towners from Texas called at the last minute saying they weren't coming!