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9/1/09 - We're sitting under a large
high that's producing cool nights, low 50's, and clear days. We're
trying to put together an itinerary for September/October. We need to
haul AA for bottom paint and a wax job sometime in the next month
or two.
We motored for 2 hours, arriving at Snow Island by a little after
10am. Ruth was trying hard to work but our internet and cellular were
both both very unreliable; in fact very frustrating. My day didn't go
any better. I replaced a fogged panel in Miles' dodger finding that I
didn't have the type of zipper I needed and that most of the stitching
in the two year old panel was rotten. I'll be ordering new materials and
sewing him one with tenera (Gortex) thread so moisture won't rot it.
We brought a pork tenderloin and corn on the cob to Ariel
and Miles grilled it with theirs. Renee provided an excellent salad
and a blueberry cake desert. We have to start swimming laps. Back on
AA we started the furnace as it's going to be a cold one tonight
(okay, we'll admit we've become a little wimpy but we're only looking
out for Buddy).
9/2/09 - Another beautiful morning.
No wind though so we motored to the NW corner of Great Chebeague Island,
anchoring off a small resort. I used the remainder of morning to refit
the experimental cover we have on the front of our dinghy. Ruth worked
on a paper deal she's been herding along for the past week.
After lunch Miles came by wanting to do some exploring. Ruth and I
joined him for a walk around 3/4 of the island. We had wanted to stop by
the grocery store but it was only open 11am to 2pm on Wednesdays and we
were late.
We left Ruth on the beach, she called a couple of hours later for
a pick-up, having exhausted the glassing potential of the small area.
Miles & Renee went to the resort for dinner. Before they left I
suggested they do a piece on dining in Maine... kind of a summary of
their culinary experiences as we cruised this area. Miles said that's
easy. Eat only in Portland and Boston; anywhere else is just passable.
Now I know why Ruth and I eat aboard.
9/3/09 - Our high remains with us and
Ericka (the tropical storm) is fizzling out in the Caribbean - life is
good. We move 5 miles to Peaks Island so Miles could go to Portland and
pick up drugs.
Ruth worked on paper sales and did some beach glassing.
Miles and Laureen entertained a couple they'd met through Kevin (a
boater we met in Vero Beach). We had a quiet night as Ruth was still
decompressing from a day of stress and disappointment. He business in
doubly hard as much of it is controlled by forces she has no power
over... like overnight delivery services that still had not delivered by
5pm.
9/4/09 - Awoke to a bright sunny day
with light stratus clouds. Ariel headed to Portsmouth at dawn
while we stayed behind as we could not risk poor phone connections until
Ruth has completed her sale. We'll likely catch up with Ariel in
a week, after Laureen's girlfriends had met them in Martha's Vineyard.
Ruth's deal went south, she's trying to put together another
application but won't have answers until Tuesday so we can travel. For
me it was a computer maintenance afternoon... defragging the hard drive,
virus scans of all the files; not hard work, just takes a lot of time.
Ruth went beaching, saddened by finding a small dead seal on the beach.
Ariel is in Kittery for the night, then on to P-town. We'll
head for Kittery/Portsmouth tomorrow, then Gloucester, then Scituate. An
interesting side note on Portsmouth; during WWII a German sub snuck
undetected up the river and laid off the naval yards, mapping them.
After the war the US military was shocked to find the detailed maps in
German archives. The things we didn't learn in history class.
9/5/09 - Another beautiful day
courtesy of the high pressure area over New England. That said a settled
high usually brings light wind. We hoisted anchor at 7:15am and motored
toward Kittery.
The winds were light and from the north most of the morning,
increasing to 9 - 10 knots. We sailed the last hour. We passed Kittery
having decided to visit the Isle of Shoals (see sidebar), a destination
we'd passed several times but had not visited as it sounded foreboding.
We anchored deep in the Gosport harbor at this intriguing archipelago.
The guide warned about the rock and kelp harbor floor. They were right
and we dragged the anchor a couple of hundred feet before it hooked. The
harbor had about 3 dozen vessels in it, about half of them on moorings.
9/6/09 - Long night, the wind backed
30 degrees and built into the low 20's (double the forecast). Our anchor
alarm went off about 10:30pm. I reset it as it appeared we had just
turned about 180 degrees and stretched our chain out. At 11pm I got up
on hearing 5 horn blasts, the danger signal. We were still holding but
at least half dozen other boats weren't. After that I stayed up on
anchor watch listening to horns around the harbor as boats dragged. At
6am I went to bed for an hour.
We SAILED downwind to Gloucester in 10 - 15 knot winds and 4 - 6
foot seas. It actually was a nice ride until a rogue wave dumped Ruth
off her cockpit seat. I was afraid she'd been knocked out but she was
quickly scrambling up... major bruise time though.
At Gloucester we found a new anchorage about half way between the
breakwater and the harbor. They were having a schooner regatta so we got
to see a few dozen schooners enter the harbor as they finished the race.
Watching these elegant boats gliding across the harbor made us feel like
we'd been swept a couple hundred years back in time.
9/7/09 - Woke up to a clear sunny
morning after sleeping like a log last night. When we arrived here
yesterday I was zonked and took an hour nap. Looks like we have at least
3 days of good weather ahead of us.
We'd hoped to get to Nova Scotia this year but ran out of time.
For a great guided tour read the log of the
Mary T. Amy is
an excellent writer and photographer. She's doing a video documentary of
their travels.
We took a down day, watching schooners and a small sailboat
regatta as well as reading a lot.
9/8/09 - After Ruth made a series of
phone calls and e-mails for business we took a 10am departure for
Scituate, 23 miles away. We'd decided to make the run today as the
forecast called for a Nor'easter moving up the coast late afternoon and
lasting about 3 days.
We motored to Scituate as what little wind we had was from behind
us. By 2pm we were tied to a mooring and on our way to town on the boat
club launch. We picked up a few supplies just in case we ended up moor
in a wet storm.
9/9/09 - The wind piped up about
midnight - no surprise there. By dawn it was blowing out of the NE at
10 to 15 knots; not a storm but enough to have the harbor rolling.
We could see the waves breaking against the outside of the breakwater.
Kenny G sent an e-mail that our packages had arrived and he'd drop
them off later. Miles texted that he'd rescheduled Ariel's
haul-out until the 28th and was in Newport with Silver Girl.
Kenny G came on board to deliver packages to us after his return
flight from China. He is a totally animated being and we enjoy him
tremendously! He told us stories about China that would make you
laugh until you almost cried as he gets in character with his customers
and his comments.
Way too funny! He is coming over tomorrow night to dinner
for spaghetti with meatballs and garlic bread. I'm sure there
might be a little vino and lots of fun as we always enjoy his company!
Think Saturday Night Live in your cabin! He's great!
9/10/09 - Another sunny windy chilly
morning. We worked and read until 11:30, then took the launch to town to
pick up a few things at the grocery store. By then it was overcast,
making it seem even cooler. Two of our buddies are ahead of us, Ariel
and Aurora, while two are behind, Sampatecho II and
Mary T. We called St Brendan's Isle asking that our mail be
forwarded to Pt. Judith.
Back at the boat we cleaned the saloon in preparation for dinner
guests. Ruth brewed up a pot of spaghetti. Whoops, Kenny got called out
of town... looks like we'll have a lot of leftovers.
9/11/09 - The wind continued all
night. By dawn the wave were crashing over the breakwater and the harbor
remained bouncy. Sullen grey skies promised rain. Ruth decided we'd stay
another day. That's okay with me, she has prospects she needs to follow
up on and we need to take on fuel before we deal with high waves
so we don't have a problem with air in the diesel.
We took a moment to remember that attack that destroyed the lives
of so many in New York; remembering our somber visit to the site of the
twin towers.
Lunch was meatball sandwiches; last night's spaghetti sauce.
Mmmmumh! Sometimes I think we should just make the meatballs and sauce
for sandwiches!
9/12/09 - We woke to wind and heavy
rain. We were still rocking and rolling in the harbor. A quick look at
Weather Underground confirmed that we'd be sitting in Scituate until
Sunday. Miles texted that he was in the same situation in Newport. Brad,
Aurora, has kept moving along Long Island Sound... I expect he'll
be in the New Jersey tomorrow. No matter what the weather is tomorrow we
need to get moving!
Though we've had winds in the 15-20 knot range our power
consumption and lack of sunshine dictate that we generate on days like
this. We fueled yesterday but couldn't get water so we'll be watching
our supply over the next couple of days; our large tank is empty and we
are working on the smaller one.
After lunch we had the first of a steady stream of thunderstorms.
It poured, flashed and pounded all afternoon.
We haven't had a position report from Sampatecho II in 3
days... getting a little worried. Finally got through to them on their
cell phone around 9pm. they were in Provincetown, heading for Sandwich
tomorrow to clear customs. We'll meet them there.
9/13/09 - Woke to fog, visibility 1/8
to 1/4 mile. At 8am I slipped our mooring and headed for the canal while
Ruthie got some additional beauty rest. The wind was light and behind us
so it was a motorboat ride all the way. About 10 miles from the canal I
picked up a boat on radar that I figured was Sampatecho II... a
radio call confirmed it.
We met at the entrance to the canal, We were so focused on
Sampatecho II that I was shocked to see a tug and petroleum barge 100
yards ahead of us, crossing our bow. I didn't realize we had wandered
into the canal traffic lane. We didn't see the barge approach as the
breakwater had hidden it.
We checked in with canal control and entered against the current.
Bradd & Maeve had to clear customs at Sandwich so we forged ahead to
Onset against the current as the fog cleared and the sun came out. I
wanted to dive and clear our knot meter as it had quit working at
Scituate. At Onset I found that fine grasses had grown on the ring
around the knot meter paddles and were fouling them. A few minutes in 69
degree water and we were clean again. The water actually felt nice for a
change.
We motored the roughly 30 miles to the canal as the wind was
behind us. Enroute Ruth saw a large whale roll over on the surface.
Bradd & Maeve entered the bay just as I was getting out of the
water. They had been advised that Sandwich was not a port of entry
today, Onset was. So they also powered against the current to get here
in time to meet a Customs & Immigration guy and clear in from Canada.
Maeve invited us to dinner so we took the dinghy to their boat
for wine, good conversation and a great pot roast. It sure was wonderful
to see them again and catch up with some of their summer adventures.
9/14/09 - A beautiful sunny morning
with light winds. Strange to see the new Sampatecho II anchored near
us. We did business until about 10am, then sailed out of the harbor
enroute to Cuddy Hunk. The wind came from the west earlier than forecast
and stronger than forecast so we ducked into Hadley Harbor by Woods
Hole.
Dinner was on AA after an hour of catching up with Maeve &
Bradd on their summer of boat rehab and cruising.
9/15/09 - Another sunny morning, very
nice! We left Hadley for Newport, motoring as the wind was 10-12 knots
right on the nose. It was a bumpy ride in short 3' chop. Arriving in
Newport at 2pm we took an Old Port mooring near Sampatecho II and
went into town with Bradd & Maeve.
We were lucky to get moorings as the harbor was busy setting up
for the Newport International Boat Show the end of this week.
Patrick and Lara arrived around 6pm and we all gathered on
Sampatecho II for dinner. It was Patrick's first visit to the new
boat. He was surprised with the amount of space inside compared with
their original boat.
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Coastal observations towers from WWII

Peak Island homes

Appledore Island, Maine, Isle of Shoals

Star Island, New Hampshire, Isle of Shoals

Town of Gosport, Star Island, Isle of Shoals
Isle of Shoals
We'd bypassed these islands several times as their description in the
guides made them sound more trouble than they were worth. First there is
the name which makes one think of shallow water and rocks. The first
part is true, they are all rock. The name however comes from schools of
cod that surrounded the island. This was a major English source of the
fish before the revolution.
The original settlers were on Appledore Island, Maine... when the
colony of Maine put onerous taxes on the fish in 1680 the colonists
moved a few hundred yards to Star Island, New Hampshire and continued
their successful fishery for a couple hundred years. During the American
Revolution the islands were deserted. Later to be re-inhabited,
reportedly by "a lazy and slovenly type".
The Oceania Hotel was built in 1872 as a high class resort facility.
In 1915 the island was sold to to an association of Unitarians and
Congregationalists as a conference center. It now belongs to the
Star Island Corporation and
operates as a resort and conference center.

Oceania, once a Star Island resort, now a conference center, This is
an all frame building!

Memorial Day race at Gloucester

Ruth & Buddy at work? Looks like parrot play to me.

Sampatecho emerges from the Cape Cod fog

The footpaths along the Cape Cod Canal were filled with walkers
for a charity event

Great to see the new Sampatecho anchoring near us at Onset, MA
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A fellow looper was at Green Turtle Cove Marina a couple of days ago
(we stayed there a couple nights when we did the loop). As this 25'
powerboat backed away from the fuel dock they heard the engine stutter
and a loud pop. They watched the man go down below to see what was
wrong, leaving his girlfriend at the helm. A loud whoosh followed as the
boat exploded.
The woman jump in the water, her clothes on fire. Other boaters in
dinghies rescued her (she died later in the hospital). The man was lost,
he disappeared in the boat. Before the boat burned to the waterline a
sea-doo, a runabout and the BoatUS towboat were destroyed. Additionally
a large houseboat's aft end was severely burned.

Quick reaction by several loopers and other bystanders saved the
other boats and the marina. As one looper noted, several things went
wrong, compounding the situation - leaking fire hoses, the experienced
towboat operator wasn't on site, the fire department couldn't reach the
fires... yet the marina and other boats were saved by the marina staff
and a lot of folks doing the right thing. Makes one wonder what they'd
do in a similar situation. Worth discussing with your mate or captain.
Pictures and information from Looper Bob DeGroot
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