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Hi guys!
BON VOYAGE CEREMONY
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Yesterday's Bon Voyage Ceremony was a moment I will always remember. Despite the cold, hundreds of folks gathered at the dock at HarborPlace in Baltimore's Inner Harbor to bid us farewell and a safe voyage. Local politicians said a few words, and Captain Miles introduced the crew in a warm, friendly manner.
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Students from Seven Oaks Elementary School in Perry Hall, J.P. Ryon Elementary School in Waldorf, and my own school of Westlake High in Waldorf presented me with scrapbooks filled with pictures and stories to share with the students in Asia. Sea shanties were sung by the Fifth Grade Chorus from Spring Garden School in Hampstead as everyone prepared to say goodbye to Pride II.
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Without using the engine, the crew set sail and Pride II eased away from the dock. Church bells rang and muskets were fired by soldiers dressed in War of 1812 uniforms to wish us a final farewell.
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Pride II fired her cannons announcing to her home port of Baltimore that she had set sail for Asia. Tug boats, fireboats, and pleasure boats motored along side to escort us out of the harbor. I felt so proud to be a part of this moment watching a city bid farewell to her beloved sailing ambassador!
SAILING DOWN CHESAPEAKE BAY
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As we glided out of Baltimore harbor, the brisk cold wind filled our sails. Sunset painted the sky pink and lights on shore began to appear. We were soon to pass under the Francis Scott Key Bridge as Ft. McHenry disappeared behind us.
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When we passed the Fort, we fired cannons and briefly lowered our flag in honor of the birthplace of the Star Spangled Banner. I could hear the crew pointing out the number of blinks on lighted channel marks to help us find our way from the Patapsco River into Chesapeake Bay.
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When darkness set in, it became very cold. Everyone was bundled up in layers of gear, hats and gloves. The wind was blowing twenty knots across the deck from the west as we headed south out into the Bay. The wind chill made it feel even colder.
Moving down the Bay, I could see the line of cars crossing the Chesapeake Bay Bridge. Annapolis, our state capitol, soon appeared over the starboard (right) rail. I could make out the dome of the state house with the bright glow of city lights surrounding it. I doubted that most people in town knew that on this cold December night we were sailing past them on a mission to represent their state.
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