At last we have a strong enough internet connection to share some pictures from our last week in Maine. When we started planning this trip, we did not expect to go to Maine to find family from Texas. That’s exactly how it turned out. Last Saturday we spent with Greg’s cousins at their summer home on Little John Island in Casco Bay. For the first time in around thirty-five years, Greg and Diane saw each other. Greg had grown up just a bit, and that’s to say nothing about how Hannes and Anna have grown. We had a delightful day getting to know each other, exploring the island,
playing on the beach, picking blackberries,
eating delicious brisket, and playing croquet. We learned “last man standing” croquet and despite a lackluster start with many missed wickets, Greg was that man.
That visit capped off a week of visits with friends. In Belfast, we caught up with friends we met in Boston.
The kids had fun playing together, and we got to catch up with Tig and Serena and learn more about land life post cruising.
Thanks to Tig, we not only steamed lobsters in the galley, but learned the genteel way to crack them. (This was only after Greg picked up a lobster, pulled it apart blue-crab style, and sprayed hot water all the way from the cockpit down to the salon, taking out everything in its path including, Serena, Tracy, and Hannes’ guitar bag).
Ted and Sarah’s trip was punctuated by a day-long downpour followed by perfect weather and pleasant times fishing, cooking, hiking, watching the sunrise and sailing around Vinalhaven Island. We are all circumnavigators of sorts — if not of the world, at least around Vinalhaven.
Thanks to our friends and newfound family, our last week in Maine was really special. We miss you.