Reciprocity with our own Annapolis Yacht Club ‘made’ our visit to Hyannis because we were able to spend the night at the fabulous Hyannis Yacht Club.
Our Sunday started out with a departure carefully timed for compatibility with the world-famous Wood Hole currents. Here’s a navigational hint: time your departure or arrival to have these bad boys in your favor or you could find yourself parked at full throttle. It’s some crazy stuff, and definitely something to see.
A thermal breeze built as we approached the south shore of the Cape so we doused the jib and ran under mainsail alone to maintain better maneuverability through the unfamiliar navigational approaches to Hyannis.
Once we’d cleared the hectic channel (well traveled by ferry and power boat traffic), we arrived in one of the most scenic mooring fields of our trip. Hyannis Yacht Club offers a beach and a superb, recently renovated club house. We luxuriated in showers and cocktails, then decided to take a walk to downtown Hyannis.
While most of the crew enjoyed seeing a new destination, Rich quickly found the area to be tourist trap and a significant let-down compared to the Yacht Club and its harbor. Eager to cut the downtown tour short, Rich whined, pouted and generally made himself unpopular. Happily, there wasn’t all that much to downtown (in more ways than one) so the group returned to the yacht club where Rich was once again happy and the rest of the crew were relieved to have peace and quiet returned for the remainder of the evening.
(But I mean really! What could any tourist district offer that would better the scenes below? Rich continues to beat the dead horse…)