Amy doing the navigation for our trip to Block Island.....Milo asking Amy if she realizes we'll be crossing the New York Shipping Channels at 2:00 am.
Sunrise after our first night.
The next day's sunrise was different. Block Island, our first
glimpse of New England terra firma in a while.
We'd also been away from fog, cold mists, and grey skies. Not sure we missed it that part.
Channel into the Great Salt Pond.
The start of our car tour and the fog was still with us. Sun playing tricks with the skylights in the fog.
Our first stop on our car tour was the hair salon for Miss Amy....what do you think?
Block Island's Southeast lighthouse has been moved 100 feet back from the
Must have been quite a job but worth saving such a classic structure..
Lighthouse and fog.
Short haired version of Amy going down to the beach in the fog.
Block Island has many beautiful fresh water ponds.
Rodman's hollow is below sea level and it's clay keeps the water out.
Much beautiful grassland
Just looking out at the fog
Another fresh water pond
The lighthouse at the north end of the island. It is not yet threatened by erosion.
Our walk on the Clay Head preserve took us by this working farm. The owner like many other Block Island land owners has deeded the development rights to the island trust. 42% of the island is now safe from development. The 174 acre Clay Head preserve is also safe.
The Clay Head preserve afforded wonderful views of the sound.
This is the Block Island ferry.
Clay Head reminded me of its neighbor, Gay Head,
on the Vineyard
More vistas from our walk
No roadtrip is complete without a flower shot.
Our first view of the Massachusetts coast, the Elizabeth Islands, as we ghosted up Vineyard Sound
On the other side of Vineyard Sound, Gay Head on Martha's Vineyard.
A nice way to arrive in home waters.... 6 knots through the water, wing and wing, in light air with a .6 knot push up Vineyard Sound between Cuttyhunk and Gay Head
We've come to really enjoy our whisker pole
After the afternoon crowd left we had Tarpaulin Cove almost all to ourselves
We also had a nice sunset
The next day, one of the strangest sites we saw on the whole trip....the Nuns out for a day of fishing leaving Falmouth Harbor
Our friend Bill Zammer checking out Shango after catching up and having a great lunch at one of his Cape restaurants.
Very happy while the wind cooperated during the first part of our sail from Falmouth to Nantucket.
Entering Nantucket....Tim, is that an Alden 44?
Entering Nantucket. Brant Point Light
Handsome boats all around
Floating on the water like a bird
Jim Bushek....isn't this Mike's sailboat's name?
The beachcomber exploring downtown Nantucket
A Methodist church built around 1760
A reminder of our recent French trip to the region of the same name
These 3 brick homes are viewed as the most reminiscent of Nantucket's former whaling glory
The scene directly to the left of the above 3 homes. A very lovely setting.
Head of the Harbor
An interesting house on our way to the beach.
Our walk along the beach
Only in America. ( The dog that is.)
A beach house being moved back from its eroding shore
Shango all by herself at anchor across from downtown Nantucket
Our view of downtown.
Next stop, Edgartown, Martha's Vineyard. Another handsome boat and lighthouse.
The famous On Time car ferry from Edgartown to Chappaquidick
No home should be without one
Again, only in America. The quaint Vineyard home of auto dealer car Ernie Boch.
Amy couldn't resist sampling one of Jim Bushek's favorite varieties of wine
Milo and Roger reading about the Battle of the North Atlantic during WWII.
Two facts amazed me. First, 60,000 American and British sailors perished and second, nearly 8 out of 10 German U Boat submariners never returned home. I had no appreciation for the scale of the tragedy.
Our final island stop, Vineyard Haven on Martha's Vineyard
Vineyard Haven has it's share of beautiful homes as well
Our welcoming committee to the Cape Cod Canal
Mass Maritime Academy
The weather did not cooperate for our visit to Provincetown
Amy looking at the Thatcher Island light houses as we get ready to round Cape Ann (Gloucester/Rockport, MA) before our final 12 mile stretch to Newburyport, MA
It's absolutely amazing how often the rounding of Cape Ann results in dramatic weather changes. Our last leg of our trip home was no exception.
Despite the weather change, we arrive safely at the the mid channel buoy for the entrance to Newburyport Harbor.
A familiar view, looking back to the clubhouse and the dock from our mooring at the American Yacht Club. It's been almost 9 months to the day of our departure.
We like to imagine that Milo senses that he's home
as well. If he does sense that he's home, you can bet he's a lot happier to be home than we are!!!
We spend the night on the mooring and awake to a beautiful morning. Although our house is only a 3 block walk to the left, it still feels like a long, long, way away.