Carter's Beach Escape

What a beautiful morning we had on Carters Beach!

Matt and the kids rowed the dinghy in and I swam in. It was cold, but a great start to the morning.

We spent some time exploring the river upstream, the little islands and just playing in the water.

We reluctantly left Carters Beach after lunch because the forecast was calling for strong winds coming against us for the next few days. If we were to make any headway we needed to move this afternoon.

We are aiming to be in Yarmouth around July 26 or 27 so we can meet our friend in time on the 28th.

After that our plan is to make the jump across the Gulf of Maine to Bar Harbor or somewhere around there.

From there we will make our way down the Maine coast and then when the weather is right, make a biggish hop to Newburyport, Massachusetts.

We are leaving our boat for several weeks there while we do a side trip to Europe. Once we're back onboard, we'll continue south until the butter melts!

So we needed to keep making good progress now while the weather is in our favour.

As luck would have it, just as we got the sails up this afternoon, the thick fog rolled in and we had to motor slowly.

It was like pea soup, very eerie and spooky. Instead of continuing to Shelburne we decided to stop at Lockeport instead and dock at the marina there.

We had dinner at the White Gull restaurant and then found a fabulous play park down the road.

Tomorrow we plan to continue to Shelburne where there is a festival called the Founders Weekend, celebrating the founders of the city with games, entertainment, fireworks, etc.

Another day out in the fresh open seas! It certainly makes for a great sleep every night.

Exhale. My morning serenity.

Still as can be...except for that passing seal.

He's certainly a growing boy!

Tai and Aila walking on Carters beach, likely chatting
about a scene from Swallows and Amazon.

This picture does not do justice to how clear the water was.

Carters beach and Anjulia Sue anchored in the bay.

Squid washed up on the beach. It managed to squirt its
way back into the water after a wave came up.

Matt unhappy about the conditions and about to do the wind dance.

Since it was so still, we practiced getting the harneses
on and tethering to things outside the cockpit.

A little Stugi-nap 😴😴
This is what we call the effect of Stugeron.

School work in the cockpit on passage.

Fog fog all around us.

Putting our trusty fog horn to use. When under power, it is one
long blast of 4-6 seconds every two minutes.

Lockeport marina. Still foggy out there.

Reading in bed. Stick Dog books are the latest addiction.