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October 20, 1983 - Setting an Eastward Coursepaged The '+uf kiti4rie October 20, 1983 Setting an Eastward Course By PAUL STOUTENBURGH Saturday was a wild and windy day and brought with it a touch of winter as it roared out of the north. It was in this blustery weather Barbara and I left the beach in our dinghy headed for the boat for a three -day weekend. The bouncing up and down of the dinghy as we rowed out to the boat gave us an inkling of what was ahead. Once aboard it didn't take long to drop the mooring line and be off. The further out we got, the more the wind blew. Seeing the wind was right out of the north, we'd have our first leg downwind and so we set the big jib and were off. Any other sails would have been wasted for we knew in a short time we'd swing to port and head up bay under heavy wind. Five and a half knots with just the jib is how we traveled. In no time we rounded Nassau Point and set our sights on Jessups. With spray flying and our boat heeling 20 -30 degrees in the puffs that scurried across the bay, we made good time, but even at that by the time we rounded the point off the northwest corner of Shelter Island the sun had set. There was a true chill in the air, for without the warmth of the sun that north wind seemed to penetrate even through our heavy sweaters. Our plan was to sail to Orient, tie up at the yacht club, and go ashore to see Norman Dietz's one man show, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow ". The idea was great but the howling wind that drove us through the setting darkness gave us some doubt that we would make showtime. We sped past Greenport with its varied colored and gleaming lights, then on past the red entrance buoy off the Breakwater on Youngs Point. Our fathometer registered qa,pn� @M M n-1 Rlmg 85 feet of water, which told us we must be off Hay Beach. On we pressed toward the lights of Orient. A Light from Above One thing was in our favor, the moon was half full and sparkled on the rough waters to the south. It would have been a black night without that cheerful moon shining above. The waters of Orient I'd never sailed before at night but many times during the day. The string of lights across the causeway were familiar, but at Orient proper I was at a loss. Barbara, a good sailor and perfect mate for this trip, seemed to be enjoying the excitement and splendor of this lively night across the bay. Ahead somewhere in the maze of lights was our destination, the Orient Yacht Club, but where? I tried to think back what the shore of Orient looked like in the daytime and then tried to transpose it onto the dark horizon ahead. Then all of a sudden a dim light loomed ahead of us. Could it be a boat? Could someone be coming out to greet us? We were moving at a fair speed and so with our search light I swept the water to see what the light would bring. Lo and behold, we were headed right for some fish nets. I thanked in my heart the fisherman who had put the light on the trap, for without it we surely would have plowed into it. Needless to say, we came about and decided to furl the sail. With f�Oay, Oct. zi Nt t 1taliaD „e, s'J5 �,„plete APPETIZER Cold Antipasto or Salad Clams Oregano Linguine Red or White Clam Sauce Manicotti Tortellini Bolognese SOUP Minestrone or Chicken Escarole ENTREE Spaghetti w /Meat Bails or Sausage Sausage & Peppers (Hot or Cold) Fettuccine Alfredo Pasta with Broccoli & Tomatoes Linguine Premavera Osobuco ( Veal Shank) Veal Parmigiana Chicken Francaise Chicken Picatta DESSERT Rum Cake-- Tortoni Spumoni 4 SNOW GEESE -- Almost out of sight, flocks of these magnificent birds can be seen flying south. Consider yourself fortunate if you see snow geese in flight; they are much rarer than the common Canada geese. Photo by Paul Stoutenburgh the self- furling jib in, in no time with the power on we were putting right up into the wind. It seemed as if this October blow had increased even more after the sun had set and was roaring down upon us. Our searchlight picked out boats anchored offshore and then the Yacht Club. Everything was in wild motion but our little diesel putted on. We looked at the docks that took the full effect of the turbulent sea and knew this was not for us. We had to find a more sheltered spot. Anchoring would be difficult and sleep impossible in such a rough sea. We tried in the lee of the clubhouse -- and sure enough the water proved calm and deep alongside. Someone had told us to use the area and be their guest. How lucky we were. It was now 7:50 and the play was to start at 8. Barbara, a master cook at any time, had a hot stew she brought along on the table before I had the lines secured above. Between bites, we changed clothes, combed our hair and slipped into different shoes. We were five minutes late for a dazzling show and once again renewed our enthusiasm for Norman Dietz performances. We sat spellbound through the entire show not even thinking back to our wild experience coming up bay. Tired, we walked back with friends to the boat and found the wind still blowing hard out of the north. We invited them down below, where we sat and indulged in good friendship and cheer until almost midnight. As they climbed up the tall dock and left us alone, we prepared for bed, tired but glad we'd made the effort. Soundview Restaurar QN I �) I c"I ND Route 48, Greenport, N.Y. For Information Call 477,0666 All Credit Cards Accepted LUNCHEON 12 - 3p.m. DINNER 3 - 9 p.m. Every Sunday Special Complete Dinner Children $875 Appetizer or Soup $9745 Salad 10 Entrees (To Choose From) Potato, Vegetable, Coffee, Dessert FRIDAY, SATURDAY Dancing Every Saturday and SUNDAY Nights I)OIJ in The at the Piano Bar Gold Room. Page 14 The News - Review dctober 2b; ,i983- Setting► an Eastward Course By PAULSTOUTENBURGH Saturday was a wild and windy day and brought with it a touch of winter as it roared out of the north. It was in this blustery weather Barbara and I left the beach in our dinghy headed for the boat for a three -day weekend. The bouncing up and down of the dinghy as we rowed out to the boat gave us an inkling of what was ahead. Once aboard it didn't take long to drop the mooring line and be off. The further out we got, the more the wind blew. Seeing the wind was right out of the north, we'd have our first leg downwind and so we set the big jib and were off. Any other sails would have been wasted for we knew in a short time we'd swing to port and head up bay under heavy wind. Five and a half knots with just the jib is how we traveled. In no time we rounded Nassau Point and set our sights on Jessups. With spray flying and our boat heeling 20 -30 degrees in the puffs that scurried across the bay, we made good time, but even at that by the time we rounded the point off the northwest corner of Shelter Island the sun had set. There was a true chill in the air, for without the warmth of the sun that north wind seemed to penetrate even through our heavy sweaters. Our plan was to sail to Orient, tie up at the yacht club, and go ashore to see Norman Dietz's one man show, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow ". The idea was great but the howling wind that drove us through the setting darkness gave us some doubt that we would make showtime. We sped past Greenport with its varied colored and gleaming lights, then on past the red entrance buoy off the Breakwater on Youngs Point. Our fathometer registered 85 feet of water, which told us we must be off Hay Beach. On we pressed toward the lights of Orient. A Light from Above One thing was in our favor, the moon was half full and sparkled on the rough waters to the south. It would have been a black night without that cheerful moon shining above. The waters of Orient I'd never sailed before at night but many times during the day. The string of lights across the causeway were familiar, but at Orient proper I was at a loss. Barbara, a good sailor and perfect mate for this trip, seemed to be enjoying the excitement and splendor of this lively night across the bay. Ahead somewhere in the maze of lights was our destination, the Orient Yacht Club, but where? I tried to think back what the shore of Orient looked like in the daytime and then tried to transpose it onto the dark horizon ahead. Then all of a sudden a dim light loomed ahead of us. Could it be a boat? Could someone be coming out to greet us? We were moving at a fair speed and so with our search light I swept the water to see what the light would bring. Lo and behold, we were headed right for some fish nets. I thanked in my heart the fisherman who had put the light on the trap, for without it we surely would have plowed into it. Needless to say, we came about and decided to furl the sail. With `Friday, Oct. 21 Nt t 9h Ita �e, $ 9�5 Coplete APPETIZER Cold Antipasto or Salad Clams Oregano Linguine Red or White Clam Sauce Manicotti Tortellini Bolognese SOUP Minestrone or Chicken Escarole ENTREE Spaghetti w /Meat Balls or Sausage Sausage & Peppers (Hot or Cold) Fettuccine Alfredo Pasta with Broccoli & Tomatoes Linguine Premavera Osobuco ( Veal Shank) Veal Parmigiana Chicken Francaise Rum CaA SNOW GEESE -- Almost out of sight, flocks of these magnificent birds can be seen flying south. Consider yourself fortunate if you see snow geese in flight; they are much rarer than the common Canada geese. Photo by Paul Stoutenburgh the self - furling jib in, in no time with the power on we were putting right up into the wind. It seemed as if this October blow had increased even more after the sun had set and was roaring down upon us. Our searchlight picked out boats anchored offshore and then the Yacht Club. Everything was in wild motion but our little diesel putted on. We looked at the docks that took the full effect of the turbulent sea and knew this was not for us. We had to find a more sheltered spot. Anchoring would be difficult and sleep impossible in such a rough sea. We tried in the lee of the clubhouse — and sure enough the water proved calm and deep alongside. Someone had told us to use the area and be their guest. How lucky we were. It was now 7:50 and the play was to start at 8. Barbara, a master cook at any time, had a hot stew she brought along on the table before I had the lines secured above. Between bites, we changed clothes, combed our hair and slipped into different shoes. We were five minutes late for a dazzling show and once again renewed our enthusiasm for Norman Dietz performances. We sat spellbound through the entire show not even thinking back to our wild experience coming up bay. Tired, we walked back with friends to the boat and found the wind still blowing hard out of the north. We invited them down below, where we sat and indulged in good friendship and cheer until almost midnight. As they climbed up the tall dock and left us alone, we prepared for bed, tired but glad we'd made the effort. SoundView Restau rar 0 � 1--) 1 "IND Route 48, Greenport, N.Y. For Information Call 477,0666 All Credit Cards Accepted LUNCHEON 12 - 3p.m. DINNER 3 - 9 p.m. Every Sunday Special Complete Dinner Children 1875 Appetizer or Soup $9745 Salad 10 Entrees (To Choose From) Potato, Vegetable, Coffee, Dessert SATURDAY Dancing Every FRIDAY. SUNDAY Saturday and `E� IDON � -. Nights at the Piano Bar in The Gold Room.