As promised the Great Salt Pond at Block Island started to swell at the seams. We saw as many as five boats rafted-up on one mooring, but still they came. Amazing!
After a restless night, I awoke for an early crew call to an iffy sky and little wind.
After a quick breakfast we slipped the mooring and were gone by 8:00am.
Dave “Frogman” Strife repeatedly dove down to de-barnacle the saildrive propellers the day before so we expected a nice turn of speed.
Thanks to EV’s ace photographer Nancy, we’ve documented loading the bicycles.
We treated our guests to a lumpy crossing of the Long Island Sound into New London Marina, two blocks from where their car was parked. We were the only boat in the mooring field.
We were serenaded by Fort Adams canons.
The magnificent Coast Guard tall ship Eagle was tied up across the channel.
Tomorrow we pull out past the race for a long slog down the sound, hoping to raise Port Jefferson.