Saturday, July 17, 2010

Wickford



With the likelihood that the winds were really honking out on Rhode Island Sound, with gusts to 30 being talked about, we opted to go inland up the West Passage to the sleepy little community of Wickford. Unless some nasty sailboat powering like a bat out of hell beats you in, you may be lucky enough to pick up one of the 5 free moorings right inside the breakwater, which, incidentally, is underwater at high tide despite what the charts say. We called the harbormaster to see if there were any rental moorings, and he said he would come out to the mooring field and chase off any boaters there who had exceeded their permitted 24 hour stay. Once there, he determined everyone was a new arrival, referred us to the yacht club for a $40 contribution, or suggested we just anchor outside of the breakwater, 1/4 mile down, in good mud. And that's what we did, although we found it to be a bit rolly.

Wickford is a favorite destination of one of our friends, and while it is a pretty little village chock full of Revolutionary War-time buildings and a very helpful harbormaster, a one night stay just about did it for me.
There are a few cute shops, a package store, a market selling deli and ready-to-serve meals, baked goods, and ice cream but no produce, and a Rite-Aid, but nothing in the way of real provisioning. There is no laundromat. There is a seafood market right as you come in from the mooring field. tYou can tie up at the public dock for two hours, but no water is available and I can't see why you would bother.

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