Monthly Archives: August 2010

Windjammer Reflections

Good morning everyone. We are finishing a week of two very cool three day cruises. We finally received some much needed rain mid-week.We do not travel far on a three day cruise but for everyone aboard we experienced a world light years away from the mainland. I was talking with a newly wed couple last evening about how lucky we are to have this chance to get away. The reflections in Kathleen’s glasses kept catching my eye. I could see the whole schooner and the clouds over the bay at sunset. I see more through other peoples eyes than perhaps they might realize. How wonderful for this young couple to be starting a new life together. How amazing are the three brothers taken a few days to just hang out together. Sawyer and Courtney made some new younger friends who live in a whole different world in suburban D.C. The whole of this crazy world came together aboard Mary Day this week and for just a few short days we were at peace with ourselves. How cool is that?

Have a great day. Be well. Do good.

Unusual Guests

Good morning everyone. Welcome to summer in Maine when we get a chance to see some of the most unusual visitors. One can never guess who will show up. Just yesterday I was driving up Route 1 in the slow moving traffic. I was more than a little surprised to see the neck of a guitar hanging out the drivers side window of an on coming vehicle, fingers dancing about the frets. And I was worried about folks driving motor homes through town with one eye on the road and the other eye capturing the sights and sounds of Camden through a video camera. I am not even going to go into the fashions of the day!

Don’t for a minute think that we don’t see some unusual guests aboard the schooner. Friday morning we were greeted by a stowaway that was hiding in the folds of the foresail all night long. “Just cunning” as my grandmother would say. From what I can tell from my very limited knowledge of bats, this would be a little brown bat (as opposed to a big brown bat) because of its very furry nose (big brown bats have an almost hairless nose). Our little visitor “hung” around on the foresail while all admired how unique a creature was so close to view.

And just so you don’t think I am stretching my point about unusual guests, get a load of this gull… straight from a punk rock show. Can anyone explain this to me?

Have a great day. Be well. Do good.

Back Home

Good morning everyone. Most of our guests from this last week have returned home. I hope they took my advice to savor the sweetness of the week. I know Zeke and Zelda are so happy to be back home in the garden along with their newborn Zachary and all the relatives. Many congratulations to the newly weds. My those zucchinis work quick.

Have a great day. Be well. Do Good.

Wild Times

Good morning everyone. Another delightful day here in windjammer world. After Wednesday night’s picnic we pushed across to Mackerel Cove, Swan’s Island. Of course we had to get up to visit the Earl of Swan’s. Earl was waiting to greet guests and talk about his garden and island living. This is the height of Earl’s social season so he couldn’t visit long. He had plans to go for a boat ride to North Haven for lunch with summer friends Becky, John, and Betty. Earl sent a bouquet of parsley and basil back for Ina and a very special something for Zeke. More on that in a moment.
Under way just before lunch with a light SSE wind that carried us out through Jericho Bay and down the east side of Isle Au Haut with the ebb tide. I am not sure what possessed me to stop at Great Spoon I. but it seemed like a crazy idea that might just work. We anchored up in the bight and got folks ashore with ease. Getting to the top of the island didn‚Äôt take long. I have admired the wildness of this remote offshore island for many many years and to have perfect conditions to get ashore for a hike was beyond what I could imagine. There is a black basaltic dike down the west side of the island like a great fissure in the otherwise undisturbed craggy landscape…. no trees…. just shrubs and grasses and a tide polished cobblestone beach berm that holds back a salt pond. I stood the watch aboard so the crew could enjoy the island. I wanted them to see what I feel so deeply about the wildness that is still here. On the distant horizon inshore I could see a flotilla of vessels from a well know yacht club cruise descending like clumsy ants on the islands of Merchant Row and was determined to avoid their din of activity. The wildness here is as much a feeling I cherish as it is a place to explore the empty corners of ones soul. These remote offshore islands are the pearl of wildness still here in the islands of Maine.

At days end as we were preparing for dinner Zeke asked a small favor. Apparently Earl, a fine judge of the ladies, secreted a female friend aboard for Zeke with one of the guests. I was a little taken aback by the suddenness of this decision but duly performed a wedding with ship’s company present, the third wedding ceremony this season. Ah, zucchini love!

Have a great day. Be well. Do good.

Zeke at a Lobster Bake

Good morning everyone. The weather continues to bless us with sunny days and clear nights. We had a brief fireworks show Tuesday night as a cold front passed off the coast. Last night we sat on deck telling “Zeke” stories and counting shooting stars. The annual Perseid meteor showers peak tonight so get out and watch the magic.

We enjoyed a wonderful picnic yesterday afternoon in the shade on a sand/shell beach surrounded by pink granite and a wonderful view of Mt Desert and the schooner. Zeke went a little crazy at the limbo contest. I am not sure we should have let him try a sip of whine. He was a regular party animal (?vegetable?). There are some photos I just can’t share… this being a family vacation after all. Zeke and I will have a long heart to heart today. If he plans on making it ’til the end of the cruise he really needs to clean up his act. I will also tell you that he was involved in a bit of a scandal when he suddenly disappeared, replaced by a ransom note. He was discovered in the hand bag of one of our lady guests. Fingers were pointing everywhere. She said… he said… the truth is muddled by rumor and innuendo. Thankfully Zeke will live to enjoy another beautiful day sailing the coast of Maine.

Have a great day. Be well. Do good.

More Maine Sailing Vacations with Zeke

Good morning everyone. Zeke went a little crazy yesterday. He begged to go aloft to house the main topmast as we passed under the bridge at Little Deer Isle (there is a whole story that goes with that but I will leave that for another day). Please don’t be concerned, Zeke was harnessed in at all times. No vegetables were harmed in the making of this sailing vacation. He loved the view from aloft. What’s next Zeke?

Have a great day. Be well. Do good.

Windjammer Adventures with Zeke

Good morning everyone. Here in Maine the gardens are well ahead of schedule. This is good news for the farmers but some of us have been caught off guard. Most folks ashore start locking their car doors this time of year as friends feel compelled to share the bounty from their gardens. We normally secure the ladder and lifeline unless guests are boarding. We don’t usually expect this kind of shenanigans until mid-August at the earliest. But, there we were setting sail when we noticed a stowaway quietly reading the New York Times. A man of few words he would only identify himself as Zeke. Would the legal guardian of Zeke please claim your zucchini before the cook has her way with him.

Have a great day. Be well. Do good.