Most summer days on the Maine coast are unpredictable...you never know what the day will bring. I awoke to a clear breezy warm day. Today was going to be fun filled; run in the morning, a long sail through the islands and then the annual East Blue Hill Lobster Potluck. Ahhh....life doesn't get any better than this...
Sunrise was at 5 am and I was only to eager to jump out of bed at the first rays of light. After a quick run down Parker Point and a short car ride to Brooklin I arrived at the shore front home to catch my shuttle to the sail boat. The day before we had raced to Pretty Marsh through a quick moving squall. After rounding the mark at Bass Harbor we looked up to see the storm upon us. Within seconds the wind was whipping our boat around. Fortunately we were able to get the jib down and sail through to the finish.. It was an exciting race. Today the sailing was going to be magnificent..Maine is one of the most beautiful sailing venues in the world. Granite boulders rise out of the sea to give way to pine covered islands. Bald eagles have managed to make a come back from their endangered status and they can often be spotted on the trees along the shore. The sights are almost too perfect to digest and it is only when the cold salty sprays of water hit you that you realize it is not a dream.
Amazing the ability of everyone to forgive and forget and ignore bad behavior...
The day was somewhat reminiscent of yesterday...day starting out calm sunny and beautiful....a squall and ending with the moon and the stars shinning...
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