"When I think of all the fools I've been, it's a wonder that I've sailed this many miles." -Guy Clark

Monday, September 29, 2025

tracking, new sails


If you follow my SPOT track, you did not follow it long.  The track ended just a couple miles from where I launched.  Maintenance failure on my part.  Old batteries.  They have been replaced and the track now shows my location.  

The new sail worked very, very well.  Still have adjustments to make, but was very pleased sailing close hauled yesterday. 

Now rafted up with friends.  Almost no wind forecast for today.  Might stay with friends, might motor to be closer to Tilghman Island.   We’ll see. 




 

Saturday, September 27, 2025

and another view


 from artist, former colleague and friend Adrin. 

testing



This is a test to see if I can post to the blog from my phone.   It seems to be working, though still a clunky process to add photographs.  

There is a good weather window tomorrow.   I plan to make an early morning drive to Cambridge and launch mid-morning.   I hope to reach Snug Harbor off the Tred Avon River where I will raft up with friends for the night.  The SPOT track should go live about 9:00 tomorrow morning   


 

Friday, September 26, 2025

see you at Downrigging


Anyone remember the 2013 Sultana Downrigging Festival where the crew of PRIDE OF BALTIMORE II did a little performance art?  This year the festival includes Halloween, so it could be interesting.

Still watching the weather, both for local storms over Chesapeake Bay and big storms off the coast.  I think Humberto is too far off the coast, but there is a disturbance over the east end of Cuba that worth following.  




 

Thursday, September 25, 2025

day twenty-nine - back to the boatyard

Early morning, wind swings to the north.  Sleep in, no rush to get back to the ramp.  Clear skies and a crisp wind.  Sail off anchor 7:15.  Friendly waves from a couple of boats anchored nearby.


8:05 tacking against an ebb tide between Smuttynose and Mahoney Islands, 4.1 with good wind and it is great sailing.  9:00 tacking close to shore, hoping for a little less current there.  9:50, wind fails, then fills back in.  

10:30 sails down and motoring to the dock.  Tied up at 10:40


9.28 NM
 

day twenty-eight - a day sail


Morning comes with breakfast cooked over the camp fire.  How nice!  I knew Harold was a great boat builder and sailor, now I know he is a great chef too.

Back at Brooklin Boat Yard on Center Harbor, SPARTINA rests at her mooring with the mizzen flying.  I was honored just to get to tie up near all those beautiful boats.


I am not much for taking photographs of me with other people, but I see Maynard and cannot help myself.  His friends takes a nice photograph for me with this legend of a man.  


Anna, always ready to row, takes me back out to SPARTINA, rowing against a good breeze and some chop.  No problem for her.


It is my last full day on the water and I have nothing to do save sail on a beautiful day.  Sail off the mooring 10:55, tacking my way through Center Harbor.  


Just outside the harbor, we cross tacks with Maynard on his yawl ARAMINTA.  


11:35 at the west end of the Torrey Islands, sail east on Eggemoggin Reach and tack inside of Little Babson Island.  Cross the reach and turn into the islands on the south side.  Duck behind Conoray, Bear and Black Islands.  See Bella heading out on her first sail on Maine waters.


1:50 turn into Greenlaw Cove.  I had always thought it would make a good anchorage, but it does not.  Wide and shallow, there is no protection from the wind.  2:30 turn back downwind.   3:15 turn into what I think is Fish Cove, though the charts are not clear on that.  Again, I find there is not much protection there either.  Turn back.


3:40 making 2.8 crossing the reach to Babson Island.  3:50 better wind and doing 4.0 until the disappears.  Finally a last breeze, 1.9 into the anchorage behind Babson Island.  Anchor down 3:45.


 11.05 NM

tracking URL for the fall cruise

 




The start of the trip is uncertain right now.  I had planned to begin this coming Sunday, but there are thunderstorms in the forecast for Sunday through at least Tuesday.  I don't like the trailer, rig and launch in the rain - a soggy boat is no way to start a trip.  I will be watching for a weather window and hope for the best.  I will launch out of Cambridge, Maryland and sail into the Mid-Atlantic Small Craft Festival in St. Michaels.  Then wander about for a few weeks until sailing into the Downrigging Festival in Chestertown, Maryland.  I hope to see a few friends along the way.

day twenty-seven - lobsters on the grill


Torrential rains overnight, seemed to go on for a couple of hours.  No wind, no lightning, just rain falling straight down.

Sail off the mooring 7:20, low overcast, southwest breeze and a helping ebb tide.  An eagle flies along the treetops as we drift out of Deep Hole.  Making 2.1 with the tide doing most of the work, sails giving some help with direction.    7:40 a little blue sky shows the the low, dark clouds.


8:05 making 3.0, dark clouds lifting.  8:20 off Oceanville, feeling a bit more wind.  And then less wind.  8:55 doing 2.0.  9:15 navigating rocks and shallows at Stinson Neck, 3.4 winding our way past the ledges.  10:30 trying to cut through the rocks at Black Point.  Wind fails, turn back to open water.  

11:10 approaching Eggemoggin Reach and can see Babson Island across the way.  11:20 slip past Conoray Island, making 3.5 across the Reach.  11:35 Little Babson Island to starboard, Torrey Islands to port.  11:00 tacking north past Northwest Harbor, a school of porpoise by the rocks.  A couple more tacks and sail into Center Harbor.  


The harbor is like a boat museum, classic wooden boats all around.  I tack back and forth, enjoying the boats.  I hear a voice say "That's a pretty boat."  I turn around to admire the gentleman's boat yawl, a classic Herreshoff.  It is only later that I realize it is Maynard Bray, the well-known writer, photographer and technical editor for Wooden Boat Magazine.  That is a compliment I will remember.


Coming into the dock I see Harold coming down to help me tie up.  Adam, from Brooklin Boat Yard is there to help me too.  Once tied up, I help Harold and Anna step the mast and launch BELLA.  I get an invite from Harold and Anna for a lobster dinner at their campsite, and Adam offers me a mooring for the night.  Life is good.


I head out for another short sail in the harbor, then tie up to the mooring.


Anna, who loves to row, picks me up in the dinghy.  Once they have BELLA fully rigged and tied to their mooring, we head to the campground, picking up lobsters along the way.


We steam the lobsters, crack the shells and put them on a grill over the campfire.  


Just a great day and a great evening.  Harold and Anna set me up with my own tent, we have a great dinner and relax around the campfire.  The cruise is coming to an end, and there is no better way to end it than with a lobster dinner and good friends.


14.88 NM
 

Wednesday, September 24, 2025

day twenty-six -cold, dark and gusty


Morning comes with a forecast of thunderstorms.  A gusty south wind, cool and grey.  Oatmeal and hot tea for breakfast.  Put on the drysuit.  Tuck a double reef into the main, lash the main to the boom as I plan to start out under mizzen and jib.

8:30 sail off anchor.  I see Tom calling out from his sloop, asking where I am headed.  I am down wind of him already and I don't think he can understand me as I yell out through the gusts.  

8:35 raise the double reefed main, 3.8 downwind, 5.3 in the gusts.


The broken overcast gives way to dark clouds sliding in from the east.  8:50 sail by Camp Island, 9:00 Sheep Island ahead, will leave it to port.  9:15 jibe once past Sheep Island.


Wind is now on the beam, perfect sailing and the gps shows 5.8 with mizzen, jib and double reefed main.


Easy sailing up Southeast Harbor with Oceanville to port.  Trees along shore keep the water calm but still plenty of wind.


Round the big rock at the entrance to Deep Hole, tied to an unused mooring in Deep Hole at 10:35.  Put up the tent, make some hot chocolate and wait out the weather.  Just a few days left, pack a handful of breakfast and lunch kits to get me through the end of the trip.  Read. Nap.  Catch up on the log.


Evening.  Just as I am eating my freeze dried Pasta Primavera out of the foil bag, get a teasing photograph of a steak on the grill from Anna.  She and Harold have arrived with the beautiful BELLA in tow.  They are at a campground on Deer Isle.  Launching BELLA tomorrow at Center Harbor.



8.05 NM
 

Tuesday, September 23, 2025

day twenty-five - new friends, an old boat and an island walk


Rolling in the wake of lobster boats at 4:30.  Ignore them, sleep in late, decide to take my time.  Texting with BAKHITA, Paul and Edwina say they might end up at the north end of Isle au Haut.  Clear morning with the bright sun coming in the back of the boom tent.  7:05 sail off anchor, the anchor and chain coming up covered in thick mud.  Made a mess in the forward end of the bunk flat.  


Making 2.4 in wind out of the west.  8:50 Merchant Island off the starboard bow.  9:10 windless, drifting east of Merchant Island.  9:35 wind returns.  I take the very shallow cut between Pell and Nathan Islands.  


Looking through the clear water I am surprised how shallow it is.  Thin water, but still deep enough for SPARTINA.


10:40 light winds.  Near Birch Point I see a couple in a tandem kayak.  It is Jock (Jock, not Jack) and Annie out for a week on the islands.  


They had just left Kimball Island where Annie says a cow had trampled their tent.  This did not seem to bother them, they are bright spirits on a bright and sunny day.  We talk a bit, exchange contact information and then grab a few photographs.  They are on their way east to Marshall Island.  I wish them well.


Docked Isle au Haut 11:50.  The small ferry is just leaving and I get a few questions from the passengers.


I walk the short distance to The Lunch Pail, a little sandwich place that operates out of a trailer next to the island store.  A nice panini, chips and an iced tea for lunch, sitting in the shade of the store.


12:30 cast off, motoring down the channel. Sails up near Flake Island when I see BAKHITA flying their large Code Zero sail.  I sail out in the open water while BAKHITA goes inside of Flake Island.  I text Paul about the two free guest moorings inside Flake Island, tell him I will meet them there after they are tied up. 

Soon I am rafted up with Paul and Edwina.  It has been a while since I last saw them at Russ Island, so we compare notes on our sailing in the last couple of weeks.  Edwina makes a generous offer of a great dinner, tells me I am welcome to stay.  I thank her, tell her I've got to be on my way.  The time I spent with the crew of BAKHITA on this trip has been an absolute pleasure.

4:30 cast off for an easy downwind sail on Merchants Row.  I look at Merchant Island for an anchorage, then continue on to the anchorage between McGlathery and Round Islands.  The gusts are building and it is a brisk sail into the lee of Round Island.  A man in the cockpit raises his arms and gives me a celebratory shout as I sail by.  Anchor down 5:40.


Eating dinner, the man who had shouted from his boat rows over with is dog Astro.  His name is Tom and he asks if I would like to join him for a walk on Round Island.  


I accept his offer, we row in and have an pleasant walk on the small, rocky island.


After the walk, we row over to the classic 1918 Sea Bird Yawl.  There we meet the owner, also named Tom, who has had the boat since 1960.  We chat for bit, he asks us to join him for a cup of coffee.  I am tired and it is getting dark, so I thank him for the offer and say good night.  Tom and Astrol drop me off as SPARTINA.


15.41 NM


 

day twenty-four - the home stretch




Morning comes calm and clear.  I wake to see TRIM's anchor light glowing across the cove.


If there is a breeze, I can't feel it.  SPARTINA's sails hang limp, yet somehow she ghosts gently across the water.  Matt sends me a nice little video.


I cross TRIM's stern, come about and we visit with the crew for a couple of minutes.  The light is spectacular so we take a few more photographs to remember getting together.


It is a treat to be on the water with another Pathfinder, especially one crewed by Matt and Rossco.


TRIM is heading west to Rockland, I'm heading back towards Merchant's Row.  As I slow drift away from Pickering Island, I look back to see TRIM making its way with Rossco towing the yawl from the stand up paddle board.  Nice!


I've got just a few more days for my trip, which I will spend enjoying the islands of Merchants Row and Deer Isle.  With Casco Bay, South Portland and Roque Island in the logbook, I feel like I have accomplished my goals for the trip.


7:15 motor sailing at idle speed past Eaton Island.  8:10 sailing in light air, 1.3 to the south.  8:30, 1.1 with Eagle Island off the starboard bow.  9:50 now wind and motoring against the flood tide.  10:45 sailing between a small island marked as The Fort on the charts and Field Point.  Merchants Row ahead.  11:05 the Thorofare in sight.  11:40 docked in Stonington.



Lunch at Stonecutters, a haddock sandwich, with the filet twice the size of the bread, and a nice salad.  It is fresh vegetables that I miss when cruising.  I take a walk through town.


Cast off 1:55, afternoon wind and sails up in the Thorofare at 2:02.  Making 4.6 weaving between the islands.


Near Round Island sail be the classic boat GULL.  I ask the gentleman on board if it is a Sea Bird Yawl.  He says it is, built in 1918.  Wow.  

Anchor down McGlathery Cove at 3:25.  4:40 thunder and dark to the north.  5:30 rain.  6:30 storm moves on.


 15.96 NM