A Race

As we left Bucks Harbor, Lou found a boat to race. This schooner had all her sails up and we only had the head sail flying. Nevertheless, Lou tried hard to out-sail her. He didn't win.

We're at Acadia Nation Park on Mt. Desert Island. Our sailing goal for the summer has been to meet Lisa and her family and the Morris family (Don's sister) in Northeast Harbor on Mt. Desert Island (it's pronounced like the sweet treat after dinner) on July 31st. We've traveled from Bristol, RI, to here and arrived 2 days early. We're so proud of ourselves! We stopped for the first night in Southwest Harbor but only have 2 miles to go to reach Northeast Harbor. It's so beautiful here: the mountains of the island, the waters of Penobscot Bay lapping around the boat, the rocky tree-lined shores, the boats on moorings, and the water slipping around the hundreds of islands.

We came through some challenging spots to get here, but it was a beautiful day for it. The winds were dead calm to start. Then, we had to negotiate York Channel and Casco Passage to get into Jerico Bay. By the time we got into Blue Hill Bay the winds started building and were piping up to 22 knots for our entrance into SE Harbor. These is a small craft warning on the weather station. We're on a mooring and feel safe and sound, but the boat keeps spinning around. The wind and tide and currants do strange things.

Our new favorite boat game is Farkle. (Thanks Mike and Marlene.) So far I've been winning.

Just a small sad note about our friends Brian and Shannon Cosgrove. They live in a section of Chicago that was seriously affected by flooding of the sewer system. Their basement was under sewer water and they lost all appliances, the furnace, all their books and Shannon's teaching material, but most importantly all of their photos and all of Shannon's Mom's photos. It's at least $30,000 that is NOT covered by insurance. The photos are irreplaceable.