Sunday, 3/5, was mostly a boat day...actually totally a boat day for me. David made several trips to shore for a variety of reasons...and I was pleased to have the boat for myself. I did some cleaning. Did a lot of computer work including starting to read resumes for a new Executive Director for Freeport Players, made some phone calls, including checking in with my Thibodeau neighbors, Landon and his dad, Michael. Began to arrange for brown tail moth control later this spring and broached the topic of leaving Grace south of Maine. All this in a single short day. Also did some early morning stretching on the deck and a bit of just "deck sitting" enjoying the view. Dinner of pasta on board, sun fading to night.
Monday, 3/6, David has been getting up earlier than I in order to hear Chris Parker, weather guru, each morning at 6:30. Amelia gets fed, coffee gets made and I sleep in until 7:30 or 8 or this morning I got up to get some coffee and went back to bed to read. Not a bad life.
When I finally got up and had breakfast we gathered our stuff, including the beach umbrella, and dinghied to Peanut Island. A beach day! I swam in the almost ocean, same water but inside the barrier islands. The wind was much lessened and the waves on the Lake much diminished. It took us about 20 minutes to get to the island. We tied up in a little cove, near the volunteer sheriff boat and took off on a walk around the island. Don't know how big the island is but the walk felt good. We discovered that the east side of the island (we landed on the west side) faces the ocean and has small waves. There is a barrier island between ocean and Peanut but a small inlet...in - let, so to speak...letting water in. Next beach trip we'll dinghy to that side which is closer to our boat anyway.
We parked ourselves and our snacks on the smaller beach (no waves) facing the channel. Swimming was not swimming but floating in warm, salt water. Delicious. Then sitting, talking, reading, watching.
David found a coconut and split it. Not good. He found another and brought it home. It seems to be younger.
Showers taken. Cousin Nancy wasn't able to stop this trip. Perhaps tomorrow. No worries as we expect to be here through the week. Two younger, braver, more carefree sailors are planning to leave Wednesday in less favorable conditions than we want to consider. Over the weekend there is another narrow window that we might consider.
Waiting.
I've more to say about waiting at another time....biding my time....waiting for.....
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