New York Harbor Tuesday July 2, 2019
Up early. Dinghy down.
Gotta beat the Staten Island Ferries at their own game. Coming at you from both directions.
Went to the 911 Museum today. Haunting.
Met Tyler for lunch. In his element. Loved it.
Dinner at Liberty Island Yacht Club. Killer sushi.
Manhattan skyline lights up. Divine. Pinch me again.
New York Harbor Monday July 1, 2019
We’ve gone thousands of miles. Over all kinds of water.
Denny a capable captain. Cautious navigator.
Still. At times, I remain skeptical. Like when he suggested we anchor off Ellis Island.
Nah. I don’t think so. Yes, he says, it just gets a bit lumpy during the day. Freighter and ferry traffic. People do it all the time. Not many, but they do.
Well, I’m here to tell you – once you get accustomed to zigging and zagging – it is nothing less than incredible. Spectacular. Awe inspiring. Pinch me.
Gloucester, Massachusetts July 13 , 2019
Moored amid the fishing fleet. The Gorton’s plant nearby.
Fishermen. They’re a given here.
We’re treated to watching nets being set – strung out behind a boat moving in ever expanding circles.
Festival weekend. Creative. Not the garden variety.
Artists. Musicians. Acrobats. Fire dancers. These are a surprise.
Pirates? The biggest surprise of all.
Northeast Harbor, Mt Desert Island, Maine
Saturday, September 7
Dorian is here. We can feel her.
Fortunate not to meet her head on. On her outskirts.
Even so. Impressive. A fevered serenade. Raucous lullaby.
No one moving. Even the lobster boats are pinned down.
Mother nature surprises. Unpredictable. Despite meteorological efforts.
Tomorrow?
Forecast says sunny. No rain. Winds 8 knots. We’ll see.
For now.
Scampering to check the mooring. Decked out in our foulies.
Catching up on some reading.
Peering out.
Northeast Harbor, Maine
Friday September 6, 2019
Arrived Bar Harbor this past Tuesday.
Ambled around town. Shuttled around the national park. Walked the carriage roads.
Ate ice cream. Shopped. Then more ice cream. Silla is an ice cream enabler.
We’re to be here – at the docks for a few days.
Picking up friends on Saturday. More Acadia hikes.
However. Dorian said “I think not”.
Harbormaster started pulling their ramps on Thursday. Loosening the chains on the docks – anticipating some serious storm surge and wind.
“Skedaddle while you can” he says.
So, back to Northeast Harbor we went.
All snugged in here.
Out tonight for a couple of beers at Colonels. Anticipating a red sky at morn.
Waypoint Wanderings 