Meeting at The Creamery, Wendy, a longtime writer and editor for sailing magazines, brings with her an invitation: "How about joining Johnny and me for dinner tonight?" I accept her invitation and she tells me she will pick me up at the wharf about 5:00.
It is a breezy cool day and I motor around the corner to Earle Cove and anchor for the day. It is a good time to read, relax and think. And I think about my failed plan to build a boat and get away from people. I think about my cruising friends Michael and Sheila that I rafted up with for a couple days. I think about all the friends I saw at the Small Craft Festival. I meeting Shawn at Solomons Island and the afternoon with Kent on St. Leonard Creek. There is Rock Hall, of course, dinner with Fred and MaryLou, and drinks with Janet. The morning on the farmhouse porch overlooking Queenstown Creek, drinking hot tea and enjoying the conversation. There was the long dinner with Vicki last night. And now breakfast with Wendy and looking forward to dinner tonight with Wendy and Johnny. And I lament my failed plan, wondering just how in the world I had made so many good and true friends.
Back at the dock at 4:30, I set up the boom tent for the night. Wendy picks me up and I enjoy a great dinner with her and Johnny.
Wendy drops me off at the wharf, I climb under the boom tent, slip into the sleeping bag and fall asleep.
2.8 NM
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