. It was delicious and nothing about it was healthy! After breakfast, Aldo went back to the boat to pick up Thouise who doesn’t eat breakfast, then we walked the town starting at the Farmer’s Market where we ran into Dave, Carol, Brenda and George. The night before we had all agreed to meet at Young’s Lobster Pound for lunch so when we finished our tour of the town we dingyed over to Young’s to join the others. The B.O.L.D. Maine gang made a valiant effort of depleting the lobster population by devouring 12 lobsters ranging in size from 1¼ lbs to 3 lbs. After lunch we all went back to our respective boats and Vagabond set sail for Castine. Anchoring in beautiful and sheltered Smith Cove, we settled down for sundowners, a rip snorting game of Trivial Pursuit (the girls won!) and dinner. After dinner we viewed the sunset, an alligator cloud (or 747 with landing gear down, depending on one’s view) and just an absolutely peaceful spot. The following morning, Saturday, Vagabond motored over to the Castine Town Dock and did a walkabout before heading to the Brown’s final anchorage. After dodging what seemed like thousands of lobster pots, we arrived in Seal Bay and dropped the hook. The evening was spent giving the guys another chance to beat the girls in Trivial Pursuit (didn’t happen!), dinner and then watching Kelso and Aldo install the Eisenglass enclosure of the cockpit. We then watched the stars come up, the rocks get closer as the tide went out and enjoyed an absolutely beautiful anchorage. The next morning was cool but we were toasty warm on our “sun porch”. Our “final sail” took us through the Fox Islands Thoroughfare. We arrived back in Rockland for our final evening together.
Hey All! Sorry it's been so long between posts but we’ve been busy, busy, busy and the cell coverage has been spotty! Thursday the crew discovered that we had all survived the rockin and rollin of the previous night but all agreed that it was the worst night on any boat that any of us had spent. No one had any significant sleep, fortunately we only had a short jump to Belfast. The Admirals decided that they were doing NOTHING so the Co-Captains set the sails and headed out. As we motored into Belfast harbor, we passed s/v Syringa (Carol and Dave Bennett) already at anchor. Once in we snagged mooring ball #3, right next to s/v Seadog (Connie and Jim Colling). We invited everyone over for "sundowners". The Bennett’s friends, non Beneteau owners, Brenda and George Phillips joined us too. After a lovely evening of conversation and refreshments everyone left and the exhausted crew began heading to beddies (2030 hours). Friday morning was a beautiful day in the neighborhood and three of the well rested crew (Aldo, Kelso and Lelma) went ashore for breakfast at a true greasy spoon