Got an early start and glided under the Throgs Neck Bridge at 8 am. Met the outgoing tide as the guide books suggest. Down to Rikers Island in the shadow of the scariest prison I've ever seen. Meet Hells Gate which we learned is an Anglo adaptation of the Dutch word for "bright passage." Not too bright for us, as low clouds hung over the approaching sky line. The tide really picked up as we moved @ 10 mph past Big & Little Brother Islands and finally along side Manhattan. As it was Sunday of Labor Day, there was little activity and few people saw Mammy slide along Roosevelt Island. Only police boats and one ferry witnessed our passage. As we approached the Battery, traffic increased but so did the clouds. Under the Queensboro Bridge, the Williamsburg Bridge and finally the Brooklyn Bridge. Quite a sight from Mammy's wee cockpit.
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