This week has been fun. On Saturday, we went to a tower where they made musket balls during the war with our friends from the Bahamas, Parabola, but it was closed. Instead we went to museum about the American flag. After the museum, we went to lunch at a really weird, but good brunch restaurant. After lunch, they came back to the boat and we played board games.
Cette semaine était amusante. Samedi nous sommes allés voir une tour où il créaient des balles de mousquet pendant le guerre avec nos amis des Bahamas, Parabola, mais c’était fermé. À la place nous sommes allés à un musée sur le drapeau Américain. Après le musée nous avons mangé à un, très étrange, mais très bon restaurant. Après le déjeuner, nous sommes retournés au bateau et avons joué à des jeux.
Friday, August 22 continued… Since it was rush hour, we decided to avoid highway traffic and take the scenic route back to Baltimore. The areas we drove through were high-end and beautiful. When we mentioned stopping for dinner, we were not far from downtown Bethesda, Maryland (a suburb of Washington, DC), so we decided to go there for dinner. It seemed like a good idea because the map showed a large concentration of restaurants. But when we arrived, we realized it was “the” place to be on a Friday night and was packed.
We did a lot of driving around before we found a parking spot. We didn’t write down how much the parking was, but if we recall correctly, it was about $2.50 an hour and was limited to one hour. Given the time constraints, we started jogging up and down the streets to find a place where we could get a fast meal that wasn’t fast food. We did see a parking garage and considered moving the car so we had more time for dinner, but we decided that, since it was getting late, it was probably best to just get a quick meal.
We settled on a place called Luke’s Lobster that was inside an interesting mixed use complex. We suspected that they took two blocks of old buildings, joined them, and turned what used to be the street between them into a pedestrian mall.
Friday, August 22 — As predicted, the hurricane passed on Wednesday night/Thursday early morning with little effect on Baltimore. Conditions were more severe in Norfolk, so we were glad we’d moved. Yesterday was another cool day, with 10-knots of sustained wind with occasional gusts in high teens, no rain, and temperatures in the 60s.
Yesterday morning, the alternator belt that Eric had ordered arrived, and he installed it right away. The one he’d ordered was 1/2″ less in diameter than the belts he’d been using, and he was pleased to see that it was a perfect fit! There was just enough room left for adjustment. He also ran main engine and cleaned one of the sea strainers. Surprisingly, it was clean. We were worried they’d be muddy and full of creatures like they’d been in Little Creek.
In the early afternoon, we went to Sprouts, which we knew had some particular items we wanted to stock up on, and then to Target for a more general stock up. In the evening, we had dinner an Italian restaurant in the neighborhood called Verde. They had Napolese style pizza, which was our preferred type of pizza. The cheese was made in house, and it was amazing.
This morning, we walked up to a foul odor. There were thousands of small dead fish floating in the bay!
Wednesday, August 20, 2025 — The hurricane was still south of us and was supposed to pass our latitude in the wee hours of the morning. There was also a cold front from the north, which was keeping the hurricane offshore. The two conflicting weather events meant that today’s forecast was drizzle all day, with an all-day chance of occasional short, stronger showers passing through.
When we’d looked up “fun indoor activities to do with kids,” we found something in Columbia, Pennsylvania called “The Turkey Hill Experience.” It sounded like maybe it was a tour of an ice cream factory. Tickets were $14.45 per adult, and included unlimited ice cream tasting. Since a large ice cream at an ice cream store nowadays was $10, we figured we’d easily get our money’s worth.
The drive up to Columbia took about an hour. The scenery was lush and green. It was probably a gorgeous drive on a sunny day. We arrived a little before noon.
The building the museum was in was built in 1889 and was a silk mill until 1988.
We were surprised to find it wasn’t a factory tour at all — the factory was actually a few miles away. It was a children’s museum focused on all the various aspects involved in ice cream making. The exhibits were educational, but more importantly, they were interactive and fun. Given that it was a rainy day, it was no surprise that the museum was packed with families with small children and a couple of day camp groups. Several of the day camp kids had blue rings around their mouths, so we knew one of the ice cream flavors was blue! We felt sorry for the day camp counselors having to deal with kids super hyped up on sugar!
Tuesday, August 19 – There was a hurricane coming. We’d expected the weather to be hot and humid, but it wasn’t; the temperatures outside were idyllic. The hurricane was causing giant waves at the beaches. Baltimore was a good hour drive from the beach, so Kosmos was totally safe. Eric wanted to drive out to the shore to see the waves, but we were told that was a bad idea as the beach areas were prone to flooding. So instead, we took advantage of the coolness to get some chores done.
Eric and Keith cleaned waterline with a brush, cleaned rust stains off the hull/decks, took off secondary alternator belt in anticipation of replacing it, and changed one of the vent-loop filters. Eric went out to get our empty propane tank filled and then to an auto parts store to pick up the replacement belt. They didn’t have the one he wanted int stock, and he wound up it ordering online. While Eric was out, Keith worked on tightening the screws on deck. Christi cooked, cleaned, and did laundry.
Today is a good day to talk about life in the marina (literally, not figuratively). The thing that we will probably remember most vividly about Baltimore is the bubbly water.
We know it looks like rain, but it wasn’t. According to our neighbor, the various industries in Baltimore dumped hydrocarbons in the bay for hundreds of years. The hydrocarbons now come back up as oily bubbles. While the bubbles never really go away, there are significantly more at low tide. Our neighbor explained that the lower the tide, the more pressure on the ground, and thus the more bubbles that come up. The bubbles are stinky, too. At low tide, it smells bad and there is an oily sheen over the water. At high tide, it smells fine and the sheen vanishes (for the most part).
We would have thought the oily water and noxious air would have killed off all the creatures, but life seems to be thriving around the marina. We’ve seen lots and lots of crabs swimming in the marina and have seen some fish jumping out of the water now and again.
There were lots and lots of ducks, geese and other birds around.
