The wind started to pick up a bit and just as we made it to the open section of the bridge, I realized how nice this little patch of water could be for varying wind conditions. Livingston can whip up some chop pretty quickly, but since the 190 bridge is mostly an earthen bridge with the one small open section, you could sail on the lee side of it in the smooth water, yet still have bigger winds if they are blowing that day.
Does this place look familiar? Yep, sure enough, we sailed right back to the Patrick's Ferry ramp, and tied up at the docks for lunch. This is when disaster struck, Bill realized that he forgot his lighter and silverware back at the truck, so he was forced to improvise. He bent the can lid to a 45 degree angle and used it as a spoon, while I did the "Cody Method" and just brought open-and-eat type food.
With full bellies and a few hours left to sail, we headed out into the main body of the the lake.
I didn't take any pictures of it, but the wind kicked up for a brief time and we had a few white caps with some chop. Since we were on the receiving end of about 10 miles worth of fetch on a lake that is fully bulkheaded, the chop was a little bit bouncy. I was very suprised at how well the Guppy and Sparrow would stay upright, if I were out in the Potter 15 I used to have, would have been tossed around a lot more. Think that V bottom and the shoal keel is what makes them so steady in the choppy water, about the most steady 12' sailboat I have ever been in.
Heading back, we had plenty of room going under the bridge. Guessing that the cabin top is about 3' above the water, and the mast is only about 14' long, so we should fit under most bridges just fine.