Early in the planning phase of our trip, NYC/Manhattan was just a possibility…if there was time left over. While the idea of sailing into New York’s busy harbor was exciting, there were concerns that it could be quite an ordeal with commercial traffic and extremely strong currents in the Hudson-especially through Hell’s Gate.
As our trip was underway, and we were feeling like we could take on the world, NYC became a priority instead of an afterthought. It also had a lot to do with timing. We were departing for New York (destination Long Island Sound) mid-week, while Stephen’s family would be working, taking the kids to activities, etc. and wouldn’t have much time to spend with us. Picking up a mooring in the 79th Street Basin would only cost us $25/night, the best deal on a stay in Manhattan. As we cruised past Atlantic City, we made the call. In Stephen’s words, “We’d be crazy not to.”
It was a little hairy sailing around and under the Verrazano Bridge. The depths became extremely shallow quite suddenly around a couple of lighthouses. There were wind gusts up to 35 knots as we approached the bridge, so we headed up into the wind to drop our sails and motor the rest of the way. The situation only became precarious when a powerboat drifting along in a high traffic area was refusing to honor the rules of the road and start up their engine to clear the way for us. New Yorkers. We had words, well….Stephen had words because he speaks their language.
We headed to the Village to eat some famous cupcakes from Magnolia’s Bakery, that Cotterman has been insisting we try. I was not displeased, but I was expecting some monstrosity of a cupcake weighed down in assorted candies and creamy, chocolately gew. These were quite small (or quite normal, considering our “supersize me” society) but still very light and yummy. What I loved the most about this place was that they served you milk in a “to go” cup with a straw. We followed the many others who were taking their cupcakes to the park, less than a block away. We caught a show at the Comedy Cellar afterwards, our favorite place to see comedians. Colin Quinn was the headliner and even more hilarious in person than on SNL.