The Fog Dimension

We've been debating a name for our thus-far trusty GPS and have settled on Tardis. If you are not a Dr. Who fan, Google it and you will understand the importance of time, dimension and space relative to long (!) distance travel. Tardis is indispensable when stuck in the fog dimension as we were today... all day from Seal Cove on Vinalhaven and then across S. Penobscot Bay west to Tenants Harbor. Along the way, Tardis deftly guided us into tight Robert's Harbor where with visited with Jen and Chris Gonzales-Jolly and their families and friends for a few hours. It was great to catch up with them for lunch and see their place on Vinalhaven. We'd hoped the fog would break but it kept on through the day, making for a long rolling ride. We hoisted the small jib for a bit, which increased our speed and evened the ride. Even so, we arrived just before dark in Tenants Harbor. We grabbed the same mooring as seven days ago and quickly settled into a bottle of wine and some pasta. This helps immensely in settling into the fog dimension whilst at a mooring.

Speaking of small jibs, it's a darn good thing we had one and spent the $ over last winter to put luff tape on it to fit the furler. Yesterday, while in the sun and good wind dimensions we ripped the genoa in a fresh breeze as we sailed south from Eggemogin reach to Vinalhaven. I'd like to give some exciting dramatic account of the event, but honestly it wasn't the weather, just and old, soft sail that finally relinquished to the wind.

The above photo is us Monday on sailing to the bridge over Eggemogin reach that connects to Deer Isle. The second photo is the moon rise over our neighbor's boat in Seal Cove last night. We have no photos from the fog dimension. Mysteriously our batteries died and if you want to experience something akin to the day, fog up your shower and stand in it with a lobster buoy. And bring a Tardis so you don't get lost.

Goodnight from the fog dimension...