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  1. Love your new BLOG. Love the pic of winter in Camden, looks like Austin TX the last few days; rain/ice/frozen sleet and even snow. Hope all is well; stay warm.
    Lois

  2. It is most warming to know that you are out splitting wood, not me.

    Seriously, I think the blog page is neat and keep up the good work. I just discovered it when I looked at your web page today.

    Best Regards

    Bob Kellogg

  3. Barry and Jen, I saw the link on your web site and had a great time reading your musings. It got me to thinking about growing up in New Jersey, my two brothers and I playing in the snow, sleigh riding all day long and into the night. Ice skating until we couldn’t feel our feet. No firewood to split in Bergenfield NJ. But plenty of walks and driveways to shovel. On the very rare occasion we get significant snow here in Alabama we all just stay home, have a little fun and complain about the cold.

    I also maintain a blog for my family. Feel free to check it out.

    http://demellier.blogspot.com/index.html

    Ed DeMellier

  4. I don’t know who took that picture but I’m pretty sure it wasn’t me.

    But I HAVE participated in Flair Friday. I suspect you still have photos of me in devil horns and tail?

  5. Happy Birthday Mary Day! The first time I saw you, September 2002, it was love at first sight. You are the most beautiful ship in Camden harbor. I can’t wait to see you again in September. May you continue to grace the waters of Penobscot Bay for many years to come. Cumplea√±os felices 🙂

  6. I close my eyes and I see it just as you describe it. I am no longer in an office cubicle, with a computer in front of me. No, I am at the helm, at one with the wind and the salt spray. Soon, the lunch bell will ring and we’ll go below and feast on Mary’s soup and mouth-watering cookies. Thanks for the memories. 🙂 SIGH

  7. Hey!! That was quite the day. My first day of sailing ever, and I thought I was going to die. I had no clue what was going on so I tried to just stay out of the way. The rain was coming down so hard, it felt like hail. So basically, it was awesome!
    Yours truly,
    Jennie

  8. It is nice to see the summer sights but it is in little snow scene here this am…Love the blog & Happy Birthday to the Schooner .I can remember the year because I have a son & neice & nephew all born that year !! HUGS

  9. Captain Barry, I enjoy reading your comments each day. It makes me realize how different life can be depending on where you live. There is not a hotter place on earth than an Alabama pine forest in the middle of August. 98 degree temperature and 150 percent humidity. But I also know cold, when I was small I lived in a house that had little heat, so I know what it feels like to wake up with frost on the upper blanket. By the way, your electrical usage calculations were accurate, so if you would like an alternate job of working for a electric utility, I will be glad to swap with you one summer. OK, don’t laugh too much, I will see you this summer, and keep the blogs going!

  10. Love your comments about perspective and living in the moment. And I love this blog. We just got through our year end, here at work, which means long hours spent behind a computer, handling calls, emails, and orders. These 15-16 hour days were more bearable thanks to your blogs. I love taking a break from work and going to Mardydayland for a few minutes. The pictures are wonderful. Keep up the good work, Cap.

  11. I’ve been on 2 lighthouse cruises, toured Fort Point Light, and created a little cross-stitch picture that is now part of a trivet in my kitchen. Ft Point light is an amazing place to visit! Meeting Ted & Jo Panayotoff, and benefiting from their expertise on the subject of lighthouses was a real treat. I strongly recommend the lighthouse cruise to anyone who wants to combine the fun of a windjammer cruise with a little history. Keep the memories coming our way.

  12. Great to hear. My wife and I are planning on sailing with you in September on one of the lighthouse cruises. we are active in our neck of the woods with lighthouses. we are members of the Great Lakes Historical Society. The company that I work for has donated money and material to restore the lighthouse in Lorain,Ohio Norbert and Sharon Stager

  13. The Mary Day looks lonely. It reminds me of the pictures I have seen of Shackleton’s ship, the “Endurance” when it was trapped and being crushed by the Antartic ice. But I rest assured in the knowledge she is just asleep and resting, dreaming of fair winds and adventures to come.

  14. The way I read the NPRM the rules would apply to vessels of 150 passengers or over 49 overnight passengers. They are asking for comments about the limit and whether there should be a limit at all. There is also an exception for historical vessels. Jim’s link didn’t work for me so here is another:

    http://frwebgate.access.gpo.gov/cgi-bin/getdoc.cgi?
    dbname=2007_register&docid;=fr23ja07-16.pdf

    I split the link at CGI? so you might have to do some copying and pasting to get there.

  15. ‘Challenges’ are everyone’s stock in life; we are all challenged in some way and to some greater or lesser extent. We, individuals, are the only ones who can meet and overcome those challenges, and we are improved immeasurably when we do so. Nobody else can do it for us; nobody else can provide the good ‘feelings’ -the “self-esteem” to drag up a modern day, hollow buzz word – in our stead. Making a schooner an ocean liner simply means there’s one more ocean liner and one less schooner. Even the “challenged” can, if they choose to, beat the difficulties of a schooner and save the ocean liners for those who opt for lesser accomplishments. And individuals opt to beat their challenges, they at the same time provide opportunities for others to meet their own challenges in offering aid, encouragement, ideas or tricks of the trade that make learning possible. Some wise pundit (Ben Franklin?????) said it: “those who say they can and those who say they can’t are both right.” Freedom provides the option; individuals make their own selection.
    Schooner Mary Day – One “spankin’ sail” closer to Heaven!

  16. Your comments, which I just read tonight, fit my day exactly. This morning while looking at a greeting card, I ran across this:
    “This is the day which the Lord has made; rejoice and be glad in it” Psalms 118:24
    A couple of hours later, while driving back from the store, I met a car being driven by a cell phone user on my side of a narrow road. After taking out a mailbox and cleaning out a ditch I found myself and my car in the middle of a pasture, with the other car disappearing in the distance. Somehow when things like that happen, it makes you think. When I got home, I sat outside in the sunshine a while and marveled at how blue the sky was on this beautiful day.
    It is not an original but as my friend Ed and I frequently say,
    “Live long and prosper”

  17. “the light swell was music to my bone marrow”

    Reading the daily blog is the same to my homesick soul. I sit here with my Mary Day mug, a cup of crank (well, prank crank)…and get a daily dose of paradise. Home may be legally listed elsewhere…but the soul knows where it belongs.

  18. Some of the best naps of my life have been aboard the Mary Day. The ship just rocks you like a baby in a cradle. 🙂 I could use a nice nap right about now. Sigh!

  19. A heat wave, huh? Here in Alabama one can seldom tell what the weather will be like during the winter. On Thursday, 2/15 the low was 26 and the high 40. Today, a week later, the low was 42 and the high 72. So last Thursday I turned on the seat warmer in the car and today the air conditioner.

  20. I don’t know when I’ve ever heard the words “balmy” and “19 degrees” in the same sentence. However, the lighthouse tour sounds like a great idea. I’m always looking for interesting tours to include on my site. I will definitely bookmark your site.

    Top Vacation Spots.

  21. I love Longfellow! He is one of my favorite poets. My mom used to read his poems to me when I was a little girl. A Psalm of Life is at the top of my list.

    Lives of great men all remind us
    We can make our lives sublime,
    And, departing, leave behind us
    Footprints on the sands of time ;

    Footprints, that perhaps another,
    Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
    A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
    Seeing, shall take heart again.

    Keep up the blog. I am enjoying every line. Congrats to Sawyer for his fabulous catch. Stay warm.
    Hugs, Michele

  22. After a great chat with Capts Barry and Jen this morning, I’m even more excited about sailing again this year. Barry, I read every entry from January and March, but I actually have work to do, so I’ll read February’s entries another day.

    Many of your entries churned up some great memories of my own from the many amazing weeks of sailing I’ve had with you and your fabulous crew aboard the Mary Day. Can’t wait for more!

    Annie

  23. Barry, do you suppose that some of that maple flavoring might last until September to go with our french toast?

    Jim & Sandra

  24. I’m still trying to gather up the courage to swin in September. Last trip, I got in as far as my calves and went scurrying back to shore. Brrrrr.

  25. Ah.. those memories really are flooding back now… Chakra.. wow, I remember her well.. I actually have photos of her jumping onto whatever rowboat was going ashore. I also remember crawling under the rowboat (overturned on deck) to grab her as a storm came through. What a great addition she was to our week’s sail.
    Annie

  26. When I was in training to be a Vista volunteer, way back in 1971, we were taught the 7 P’s of planning, “Proper Prior Planning Prevents Piss Poor Performance.” Since I moved to the south I have had many occasions to refer to the 7 P’s but I must admit that here in the south I’ve had to make it a bit more genteel, “Proper Prior Planning Prevents Pitifully Poor Performance.” For bonus points anybody know what a Vista volunteer was?

  27. If I’m not mistaken Jennie slushed the mainmast during my first trip on the Mary Day in August 2005. My memory is that Jennie is related to the Mary Day’s first Captain Havilah Hawkins. So if my memory isn’t too faulty she comes by her sailing instincts honestly.

  28. Amen, sister!

    It really is a HUGE amount of work and it’s impossible to understand the value of it until you’ve been out there on the water.

    But you said it pretty well: the sailing, the food, the people, the wildlife, the sunsets, the sunrises.

  29. A profound meaning for painting, greasing, and caring for a vital piece of equipment aboard a wooden sailing ship – the blocks – should be followed by something really Down East: “Needs doing, may save your life (or mine), and it’s feeding you, ain’t it?” Smile.
    – Six P’s of Sailing, Mate.

  30. This the same guy who claims that all harbors in the Penobscot Bay are full of warm waters….I vaguely recall, from a trip 2 years ago,a rough translation from native American….

  31. Barry and Jen,
    Just wanted to tell you how much I am enjoying reading your blog. Each entry gives me a little taste of life in Maine and a little insight into your warm and generous way of thinking. I’m glad that Sara is with you.
    Fair winds to you,
    Susan Andreatta

  32. Captain Barry, is looks like everything that can be painted is getting a new coat. Is that the normal routine every year, or does it just happen that this year everything came up for it’s turn?

  33. Captain, when I first clicked on this blog and the picture came up a shock went through me. It looked like you were standing at the control panel of about a 24 cylinder Fairbanks Morse Marine diesel. No more worrying about lee shores, but how does the Mary Day handle on a full plane?
    Thanks for continuing to share with us.

  34. Alabama Al and I were paying close attention to the news and weather web sites. We saw the weather pictures on line at Village Soup of how things were in Camden and Rockford. The shots of the Stephen Tabor, which lost her winter shrinkwrap, were scary. We are very glad the Mary Day rode it out well and that everyone is safe.

  35. Ah…I think that the cousin of that trout was in our cellar when we returned from Maine on Tuesday! We were to spend Sunday and Monday in Camden, after being in Freeport area Sat and Sun. Well, the nor’easter made it further than we did. While hunkering down in our hotel room, we thought frequently about the Mary Day…and are quite relieved to learn she fared well.

  36. Happy Birthday! Welcome to the bifocal set (LOL). Remember that time and distance are not as important as how you look at things. Your perspective and outlook are what will keep you going. So, when you pick up those glasses at the drug store, make sure to pick up a pair of rose-colored glasses to go with them. 🙂 Hugs, Michele B

  37. We are sorry we missed your birthday. But you are still younger than Pat and myself. We did enjoy your glasses. Pat and I (and our son, Tom) are looking forward to once again sailing with you on the Mary Day on the September 3rd lighthouse cruise. We, also, look forward to enjoying Mary’s cooking.

    Sincerely,
    Les Hall

  38. The deck looks great where it was scrapped and sanded. From the photo it is hard to tell but I don’t think you were using holystones and sand. By any chance was electricity employed rather than a crew of men pressed from the gaols of Knox County? 😉 Ed

  39. I had always heard is was called a Holystone, because the stone was about the same size as a Bible. However I found the following excerpts from Dana’s “Two Years Before the Mast”

    “Six days shalt thou labor and do all thou art able,
    And on the seventh-holystone the decks and scrape the cable.”

    The holystone is a large, soft stone, smooth on the bottom, with long ropes attached to each end, by which the crew keep it sliding fore and aft, over the wet, sanded decks. Smaller hand-stones, which the sailors call “prayer-books,” are used to scrub in among the crevices and narrow places, where the large holystone will not go. An hour or two, we were kept at this work, when the head-pump was manned, and all the sand washed off the decks and sides.

  40. Barry, Seeing the bright and baby-fresh surface on the deck has at elast doubled my angst to get to it. Unfortunately, as we’d earlier estimated, I won’t be able to make it to the party at North End as I was quietly hoping to do. So, as of now, my last day here is the Wed. the 16th of May, and I’ll be ready no later than Monday the 21, perhaps before if fishing does not work out. Tell everyone I said hello, and I’ll see you soon. –Jake

  41. Barry, Couldn’t help but notice the times that your blog is written. Is this just before you retire for the morning, or just as you wake up? Almost seems that you don’t have enough hours for everything. Whatever the case, Mary Day is looking fine. Enjoy seeing your progress.

  42. Jim, take plenty of pictures, these are parts of the Mary Day we never get to see. (Unless the Captain decides to keelhaul us one day) I would like to see how the centerboard fits into the hull and how the rudder is attached. I do not know if you remember me, but my friend Ed and I sailed with you on the August 21, 2005 trip. Remember waking us up to see the Northern lights? By the way, I read later there was some intense auroral activity that night, so I guess we just happened to pick a good time to look.

    Thanks,

  43. All this in just a few days time! Wow! How many folks working on her at the same time? It almost seems like you would need 30 hard working people to get that much work done in 3 days. Out of the water Thursday afternoon and back by midday Sunday is amazing. You have convinced me now that I don’t want a wooden boat I can’t haul on shore whenever I want all by myself.

  44. Good advice Captain. I will keep this in mind when faced with a difficult customer or an impending project here at work. Thanks! 🙂

  45. Now on Monday 5/14 we continue to send spectacular working weather your way from Vermont – it is a blue sky, crisp morning, well past oh dark thirty. Many, many thanks for adding your positive posts through these challenging days of preparation. The Mothers Day musings are priceless and reminiscent of the best early morning greetings Barry shares in the galley. The musings sent my heart waltzing with bears!

  46. I’m curious about the “engine room” and the fresh water system. Is the fresh water stored in a relatively high position to provide a gravity feed or is it stored low and fed via a pump? It would seem that for stability reasons keeping the weight positioned as low as possible would be the goal but then pumps would need to be employed to distribute the water. Is salt water used for flushing in the head? Of course being electrical engineers Al and I have been curious about the batteries for a long time. Where are they stored? What type are they (i.e. lead acid, NiCad, Plante, etc.)? How are they maintained? And on and on and on. “Inquiring minds want to know.”

  47. I’m glad to see that you now find time for less pressing and less stressful preparatory activities. There is nothing‚Ķabsolutely nothing‚Ķmore worth doing than simply messing about in boats, pulling boats or any other kind of boat.

  48. We have been sailing the site since it went down the ways, have loved and will love every minute of the vicarious experience, have bemoaned to some degree the loss of the real touch of being there, and have unfortunately mourned the fading of some of the memories that drifted into the fog. But reading about it, seeing the pictures and recalling the experiences are about as good as it can be without being there.
    In rowing over to the Boatique, we were wondering if Mary Day’s GPS setup creates and/or maintains a log of waypoints that can be recalled and printed as either an add-on or an alternative to the preprinted map. There is so much that goes on, so much to see, so many places on board and overboard (metaphorically!) to be at the same time (especially for us landlubbers), that it is impossible to get and keep a real clear sense of exactly where we are, where we’ve been and where we’re heading. As well, since the itinerary is to a large extent that of the winds, the expertise of the crew notwithstanding, since little has been done in putting up street signs in the Eggemoggin Reach or on the countless islands that slide by, since nothing is ever the same from one cruise to the next, such a plot would be a first class addition to the remembrance offerings of the Boatique. Just a thought.
    The first mate… er… the Captain, wanted to know if the Coast Guard inspection is anything like the usual DMV inspection that ALWAYS finds that the headlight is a half degree off dead on perfect, or the turn signal light is blinking instead of winking.
    Hoping the weather‚Äôs fair, the winds are fresh and the crew and company delightful….and the Coast Guard loves you…
    P/VOC Summer 06

  49. Captain Barry,
    Good luck to you and the whole crew today on the Coast Guard inspection. Thanks for your frequent blogs. I love your philosophical musings and, of course, pictures of the boat and crew (Sara, in particular).

  50. From a very old Navy hand and a long time Mary Day passenger WELL DONE to Captains and Crew!

    Dudley

  51. We laugh at the prospect of this happening; but wait…………………….

    I had a female room mate my Sophomore year at college, she was on the girls freshman crew team, we, (crew), had our own houses and she couldn’t get into the Sorority house the girls had just purchased. One of her “duties” as a pledge was to paint the name of the sorority over the top of the entrance to the front porch. She got some of her sisters together, they made up some very nice stencils, (after all they are engineers!), purchased a can of black enamel to paint the name onto the bright white wood. The top of the front porch was a deck they used for whatever. So the girls, (who were lying on their stomachs, over the side, upside down), carefully, after much measuring, (after all they are engineers!), taped the stencil down and with one holding the can of black enamel paint, my roomie painted in very large letters the name of the sorority for all the world to see.

    Yep, was upside down; made the school newspaper, the sorority national newspaper, the local area newspaper; and made the closing note for the weekend 6:00 local news!

  52. I have enjoyed reading about your preparations for the trip and look forward to our first cruise trip on the Mary Day next Thursday.
    This will also be our first trip on a sail boat other than a short trip out of Mystic, CT for a few hours.
    Are there any suggestions from you or others who have done this before?

    We’ll see you next week!

    Irma & Jim

  53. I think it’s just great the way you give to the community. My Granddaughter would be overjoyed, over-awed, over-excited, over-something at the opportunity to spend a night on a ship (I’m not sure she knows what a schooner is just yet. She’s only 6 and lives in Huntsville, Alabama where there are no schooners but there are space ships.) I’m glad to see you finally got “Mary Day” on the transom correctly. Did I spy a new addition to the wheel?

  54. Irma and Jim,

    I can’t say I’m an old hand at sailing on the Mary Day, I’ve only been twice but I plan to take my third and fourth trips this season. My advice, first and most importantly, leave your cares back home. A few days on the Mary Day bring peace and tranquility. Enjoy the sounds of the wind and water but no engine noise. Participate in raising and lowering the sails (or not). Being on the water with the fresh air is invigorating to mind and body. So enjoy the food, enjoy the scenery, enjoy the people, read a good book (or just a fun book). I hope you find your first trip as wonderful as mine was.

    Ed

  55. The first grade class, and parents as well, had a great night and morning on the Mary Day, it was a great experience for all, and I know that the children will remember it for a long time! It was also good for me to get the know the other parents more, and it was a great binding experience for all. I know I speak for all when I say thanks to Jen and Barry for sharing their “summer home” with us! And the Mary Day is absolutley beautiful, you can clearly see that a good deal of hard work, craftsmanship, and love, has gone in to the ship!

  56. We have enjoyed the blog through the Winter learning about the weather and reading about cruises in summers past. The approach of Spring brought entries about the new crew and the work getting the schooner ready for the new season.

    Each time we opened the blog to find no new update we wonder, “Did that snow storm cause problems?”, or “Did that nor’easter damage the Mary Day?” or “Were there problems with the Coast Guard inspection?” but not now.

    Today a new season starts and when there are no blog entries we can rest easy because the Mary Day has come to life with the wind filling her sails. She is doing what she was built to do in an environment she was designed for. Now the crew can work the ship and the guests can experience the joy of sailing.

    Fair winds and following seas, my friends.

  57. This morning my wife and I commemorated the first day of the season by having a toast with a cup of crank in our Mary Day coffee mugs. We wish you fair winds and a great season. See you soon. Keep the wet parts wet and the dry parts dry.

  58. Hi Mary Day! You take my breath away! You look so beautiful in this picture! I wish I were on your newly-varnished deck right now. This picture is now my screen saver. I look at it while working in my cube and I SIGH! September seems soooo far away.

  59. Hi Mary Day! You take my breath away! You look so beautiful in this picture! I wish I were on your newly-varnished deck right now. This picture is now my screen saver. I look at it while working in my cube and I SIGH! September seems soooo far away.

  60. Nice pictures, puts me right on deck, nothing like a little schoonerobics in the morning to get things going, look forward to it every day I’m onboard. Can’t wait, need a good dose of windjamming real bad!

  61. Such a pretty flag America has, this one really deserves one’s attention!

    Our fallen brothers and sisters would be proud.

    Remember your memorials.

  62. The Light House cruise was full of fun, laughter, great food, good sailing and convivial fellow guests. Barry, Jen and crew did a masterful job of making our four days truly GRAND. This is a great themed cruise-sign up.

    Dudley

  63. I read every entry of your blog, and tears well up in my eyes with every entry I read. Why? Because it takes me back to the many amazing days I have sailed on the Mary Day, with great crews, and great guests. I anxiously wait until I will too return to sail among you. As summer has just begun, I do not wish it over yet.. but yet, I yearn for the end of August when I will again experience one of the most amazing weeks of my life.

  64. Hello to all of you out there! I am thinking about sailing.. and wish I was there with you all for the great Schooner Race on Wednesday. I know it’s not about whether you win or lose.. but I know the Mary Day will fair well. Can’t wait to hear about the race in this blog! Cap’t.. please send all my best to the entire crew.. I’m sure there are some on board I may know.. Wish I were there!!! Be well!

    Annie

  65. Wow! This was so poetic. I could actually feel the fog. Wish I were there, enjoying the muffled sounds, instead of in a noisy office. I need my Mary Day fix badly! September can’t come too soon for me. Hugs, Michele

  66. I just pulled the old duffle bag out, and I am starting to go through the list. As we say in the south, good Lord willing and if the creek don’t rise, two weeks from tonight we will be back on the Mary Day. It seems that is our proper place and the 51 weeks in between is just filler. We are proud to be part of the family. See you soon. (My, how the children have grown!)

  67. Talking to Mike, one of the old time sailors at our club here on Long Island yesterday, and he told me that he and his wife Ginny had sailed on the Mary Day out of Camden many years ago (turns out it was in 1968). Ginny very recently passed away and Mike had been trying to find information about the Mary Day to sign on again but had no luck. I got onto your fine website this morning and passed on the 800 number and you should be hearing from Mike very soon. I think his day just got a whole lot better.

  68. I read Al’s comments on a previous entry. It seems his bags are packed. So with sincere apologies to John Denver a song to be sung to the tune of “Leaving on a Jet Plane.”

    All my bags are packed
    I’m ready to sail
    I’m standing here against the rail
    I hate I have to wait to raise the sails
    But the dawn is breaking
    Its early morn
    The crew is waking
    And Mary’s baking
    Already I’m so hungry
    I could cry

    So pass the crank and smile with me
    Tell me that you’ll sail with me
    Pull that line like you’ll never let it go
    Cause I’m sailing on the Mary Day
    Don’t know when I’ll be back again
    Oh matey, heave that line.

    All year long I’ve dreamed of this
    So many times I’ve read the blog
    And this is what I‘d like to say …
    Every place we sail, I’ll enjoy the ride
    Fair winds will blow, on the rising tide
    Weigh the anchor on the Mary Day

    So pass the crank and smile with me
    Tell me that you’ll sail with me
    Pull that line like you’ll never let it go
    Cause we’re sailing on the Mary Day
    Don’t know where we’ll be at end of day
    Oh matey, heave that line.

    Now the time has come to anchor
    Our last time,
    Let us furl the sails and coil the lines
    Let’s dream about the days we had
    When the schooner was fore the wind
    And about the times, we’ll remember this way.

    So pass the crank and smile with me
    Tell me that you’ll sail with me
    Pull that line like you’ll never let it go
    Cause we’re sailing on the Mary Day
    Don’t know where we’ll be at end of day
    Oh matey, heave that line.

    Sailing on the Mary Day
    Sailing on the Mary Day
    Sailing on the Mary Day
    Sailing on the Mary Day
    Sailing on the Mary Day
    Sailing on the Mary Day

  69. Dear Captain, do not for one moment think that you are putting energy into things that guests never see. Every inch of the Mary Day tells a story of the love and care that is bestowed upon her. I would never set sail on another ship because I know that it would never match her standards. You have spoiled me for any other sailing vessel. Doing the right thing regardless of an audience is being a true ethical human being. I feel honored to be sailing on the MD every year because I know that you went through all that trouble just for me. 🙂

  70. Thanks for the large scale scan of the MD sail diagram. With a little help from our engineering plotter I now have a 2′ x 2.5′ copy framed and hung on the wall in my office. One of our co-workers came in my office and looked at the white board, where Alton and I were honing our memory of the pin rails, then at the sail diagram and she said, “You’re obsessed with this!”

    Maybe I am but sure beats being obsessed with golf.

    Ed

  71. haha i remember that, we missed the start of breakfast for it. You know how it is, just cant wait to mound on some of Mary’s cooking.

    well thats all for today,
    Im sure your still having fun sailing the Mary Day. haha

  72. so its Jake again, and because i forgot to write in the log book, you know with all that hard work we were doing…psh haha, id like to say thank you all so much for providing an opportunity such as this. Its something that I’ve always wanted to do and when I learned about a course like this I had to jump on board ha. so…thank you for everything over the week, thank you for your patience, and thank you for your good spirits. Its something I’ll never forget. 😀

  73. I remember it well from last September. Jeans so soaked they were dripping puddles around our feet, we continued to stand around the deck, accepting it all as part of the adventure. We couldn’t get any wetter. so we stood together, gabbed and laughed, and got to know one another. No sense in changing into dry clothes, they’d only get soaked as well. The jeans were still wet when we packed them up at the end of the cruise! Only one of the many great memories stored from those few days of heaven.

  74. Safely back home. It was so cool to be back on the Mary Day again and when you compare the Maine sun and wind, or rain and wind to the Alabama sun and calm (it was only 105 degrees in Birmingham when we got home)one can easily understand why sailing on Penobscot bay is infinitely preferable to summertime sailing on Mobile bay.

    I did take a few pictures, some of which I put out in a public space on Picasa. There is an album for each day (I didn’t take any the last day).

    If anyone from the August 6th cruise wants a higher resolution version of any of my pictures please send me an e-mail edmellier@gmail.com and I will be glad to mail you the full size file.

    If anyone wants to add pictures to these albums send them to me or better yet set up your own albums on Picasa.
    and share them with all of us via the blog.

    Fair winds,

    Ed

  75. Love the Croc shot! Ed, thanks for the shots. My “disposables” didn’t quite make the same pictures!
    Ruth Anne

  76. Love this tie to the Maine coast and The Schooner Mary Day, like being there from a short distance away, shows people what we do all day. The cove looks so cool, been in the high 90’s, low 100’s all these few weeks here in Salt Lake. Can’t wait for Maine. I remember when we all first saw Sawyer, amazing how small…………

    Keep the anniversarys comming, keep looking at the past photos to remember when……………..

  77. On my first trip on the Mary Day we sailed out to Mt. Desert Rock. I even got to man the helm for quite a while. We had a great day of sailing and it was a marvelous experience. I’ve wondered ever since, is it pronounced des-ert like it’s spelled (or as in Sahara) or de-sert like left behind (or as in Mary’s pie except that’s dessert with two esses because for dessert you want seconds)?

  78. I was on this cruise and had a wonderful time – thank to Barry and Jen and their incredible crew. Our week was filled with sunshine and lots of wind – how lucky were we? It was a great way to unwind and relax and I hope to return again soon.

  79. I’m only guessing here but was Jim Dugan on this trip? He really likes to take his camera to places most mere mortals and amateur photographers fear to go. The shot taken from overhead is an example. Also the arty shot of the sun filled window looks “Duganesque” to coin a word. The great picture of the French looks like it was taken from the mainmast cross trees. Great work even if it wasn’t Jim.

    Save some of the good wind for Sarah and me. We’ll be there in less than two weeks.

    Ed

  80. How very true what you have said. As I drove home from the phenomenal week, I had 10 hours to think about the calmness and peace the week brought. What a phenomenal week. We had the best of all experiences, wind, rain, sun, good food, good fellowship and best of all a chance for renewal. I am already thinking about next year’s sail. Thanks Barry and Jen and Mary Day family. Hugs Sandy Sievers, Islip, NY of mind I was looking for.

  81. After being away from America for some time when I returned I spent some time in the west with a Native American whom I had met and his family. Amoung the places we visited was a “sacred” place. They didn’t mind taking me to the place, “just honor it as we do”.

  82. Your “guest” has a good idea where one of your sacred places is and I suspect he’s pretty close. The joy of the game is in the challenge. To deduce the answer by analyzing the clues, putting into use the training gained during the Wooden Boat Course, using the tools available today through computers and the internet, and combining that with age old navigation techniques has made your “guest” and my friend very happy. Keeping the sacred place sacred? Well that’s simply a “no brainer.”

  83. My bags have been unpacked, things were put away, and I am back at work. Vacation week is over. Ah, but the memories will live forever! Thanks to all of you, captains, crew & fellow sailors alike, for another wonderful week on board the beautiful Mary Day! See you next year, same time, same place. 🙂

  84. I know that winter’s coming.
    I can feel it in my bones.
    I hope that I can make it through
    without dear Mary’s scones.

  85. I’ve been thinking, these past few days, that this would be an awesome week to be on the Mary Day. I can feel the mug of hot coffee warming my hands while looking at another spectacular Maine dawn. Enjoy these crisp, bittersweet days. Fall’s pageantry has a very short lease.

  86. We are saddened to hear of the passing of Mary Day Hawkins, but heartened to know that her name and legacy will continue it’s prominence along the coast of Maine through your tireless efforts to preserve and celebrate the Schooner that proudly bears her name.

  87. It was with sadness that I read of the passing of Mary Day Hawkins. I never saw her in person, but I am sure her spirit will live on in the Schooner Mary Day and all that are part of her.
    You spoke of a Mr. Hatherly in the current blog. I seem to remember him from a previous trip. It may not be the same one, the Mr. Hatherly of my acquantance is missing a thumb. We were mutual friends of the famous inventor Von Herder, who was blinded during an experiment to develop dehydrated water.

  88. Mary did not die. She just became one with the beautiful vessel that carries her name. Her voice is the humming of the sails when the wind is strong, and her touch will be felt when the water gently laps on the side of the ship. He smile will bring the sunshine and vanish the fog, and, at night, the stars mirror the twinkle of her eye. Her spirit lives on, and will continue to steer the Schooner Mary Day to beautiful, secluded coves, and away from rocks and danger.

  89. Tis not fair. I am sitting here in a hotel on the out skirts of Washington DC (after sitting through a conference all day) and others are out having fun. Things are looking up though. I got a e-mail from the IRS saying that if I would give them my SS number and credit card informaton they had a misplaced refund that would credit to me. I think it might be enough to buy a boat, if I include the money the fellow in Nigeria is supposed to send to me.

    Fair winds and following seas!

  90. I too eagerly await the changing of the seasons. New England is the best place to be when the leaves change colors. October is on its way. Are you ready for the party?

    October’s Party
    by George Cooper

    October gave a party;
    The leaves by hundreds came-
    The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
    And leaves of every name.
    The Sunshine spread a carpet,
    And everything was grand,
    Miss Weather led the dancing,
    Professor Wind the band.

    The Chestnuts came in yellow,
    The Oaks in crimson dressed;
    The lovely Misses Maple
    In scarlet looked their best;
    All balanced to their partners,
    And gaily fluttered by;
    The sight was like a rainbow
    New fallen from the sky.

    Then, in the rustic hollow,
    At hide-and-seek they played,
    The party closed at sundown,
    And everybody stayed.
    Professor Wind played louder;
    They flew along the ground;
    And then the party ended
    In jolly “hands around.”

  91. In days of ‘back remember when’
    I galloped on through life and then
    would stop at once to wonder why
    it all had flown so quickly by.

    Now as the Autumn fills the air
    and life seems lightened from it’s cares
    I think of scenes from days gone past
    and want those memories to last…

    To sweeten life when things seem low
    and warm me through the winter’s snow.
    Like honey hidden in the hive,
    those memories keep my dreams alive!

  92. We left the Mary Day today with much joy in our hearts after another glorious cruise. On our way back to Birmingham we stopped in Manchester, NH to catch an flight. I spent some time at the hotel’s computer checking up on the blog only to find the sad news about Mary Day Hawkins. I cannot add words more touching than those of Curt, Jan and Michele. I only want to add my sense of loss for a lady I never met but respect to the utmost. Only a beautiful person could have inspired the designer to create such a beautiful tribute. Long may she sail as a legacy to love.

  93. The dehydrated water remains an ambitious goal. I have heard of a Von Herder who, during his days as a blind gunsmith, had perfected an almost silent air rifle. Could this be the same person?

  94. Hee hee! Al, I love your comments. I too am having difficulty sitting here at my cubicle while others are sailing on the beautiful Mary Day. 🙁
    However, I already reserved my spot for next year, and the boss approved my vacation request. All I have to do is wait a whole year! The blogs will have to keep me going until I’m back in MD’s embrace. Hugs to all. Enjoy these precious days.

  95. Michele, thanks for ‘October’s Party’. This is my favorite time of the year as well. The colors changing, the air changing.. yummy all around. I am ready for the party!

    I don’t get to the blog every day, mostly because, when I read the posts, I get teary eyed.. I miss the experience so much, and being there just one month ago, makes me miss it even more each day. I cannot wait to get back on board again, and have yet another amazing and different experience.

    Thanks for all who share comments, and Barry and Jen, thanks for your blog..

  96. Hi Captains Barry and Jen: I finally got a moment to check into your website. What a nice job you do telling us about your coming and goings.

    Naturally loved the description of the Sweet Chariots festival. It was indeed a wonderful time for me, as a lover of the Mane Coast, music and photography.

    Laughed when I saw the back of my head as I held the camera up to my eye, taking pictures :+)

    I did get some nice shots of The Mary Dav as we sailed around the harbor that day as well as those I took on board the Mary Day.

    Will make a disc for you and drop it off before the snow flies.

    Thanks again for your hospitality.

    Carole Lange Esley
    Camden, Maine

  97. Thanks for those good words, Barry. I have been viewing the footage of the songs we filmed on shipboard and it is fine and the whole spirit of the thing supports my notion that the MARY DAY as the right boat to sing aboard. Thanks for your generosity. Doug Day, director, SCMF

  98. Sarah and I arrived back in Alabama yesterday to the heat and humidity. Barry, I know you thought it was hot in Camden Tuesday but it was nothing compared with Birmingham. Today we drove south to the coast. It is hot down here too, but at least I can see the gulf and feel the sea breeze. While standing in the sand with the warm gulf waters washing over my feet, if I squint my eyes just right and tilt my head I can almost see the Mary Day sailing hull down on the horizon. When I open my eyes I realize that what I saw was a drilling rig on the horizon, a sight not nearly as beautiful as the Mary Day (or any other schooner for that matter).

    I look forward to hearing the “Goose Music” as soon as the “honkers” make their way south to the wild wetlands of Alabama.

  99. Now that you’ve added the picture of Mr. Hatherley I do seem to remember him from the recent cruise. However, in the photo he appears to be impersonating a schooner captain. Was he traveling incognito?

    For additional information concerning Mr. Hatherley please read the following:

    The Engineer’s Thumb

  100. Styrofoam? I don’t think so. I’ve manned the centerboard burton a few times and I do appreciate that raising it is one of the heavier jobs aboard. But doesn’t the weight of the board add stability as well as acting as an underwater counter to the action of the sails and mast? I’m sure raising the main and fore takes more effort but raising the centerboard is limited by space to three people so it can be a job.

  101. I am glad that your season has ended on a high note, although bittersweet that you won’t be out there for many months. Seeing the centerboard for the first time, do I see a few nicks in the bottom? At any rate, I enjoy reading your blog as it is the high point of my day to see what is going on in the great north. Keep up the good work, I hope to see you next year….Tink

  102. When you build the new one, can we have the old one? I thought it would make a wonderful conference room table. However, after further consideration I could not bear to make such a special item have the flow of trivial and useless meeting banter flow across it instead of the fine salt water of the Maine coast. Better to set it adrift and let it end it’s life in honor.

  103. The trees are still green with just a touch of color starting here on Lake Erie. We had temps around 87 degrees Tues. 10/9/07. Today it cooled down into the 50-60’s. Yes winter is coming to Ohio.
    Thanks again for a great Lighthouse sail week of Sept.3.
    God’s Blessings to all, Norbert and Sharon Stager

  104. Seeing the Mary Day under cover reminds of something in the vast number of sea novels I have read. Back in the days of fighting sail they called this being “laid up in ordinary”. I suppose this term has long fallen into disuse. There is a picture in Harland’s book “Seamanship in the Age of Sail” (with which I have spent many a good hour) which shows a ship stripped down to her masts only and covered with a tarp of canvas. A caretaker was left on board to check the well and keep things in some order. I imagine shrink wrap would have been very strange to them.
    Sleep well, Mary Day.

  105. It is a small world. The blind hiker you mentioned is Bill Irwin, and his dog’s name was Orient. He published a book called “Blind Courage” of which he gave me a signed copy in May of 1993. It was amazing to hear him speak of his trip. Last I heard of him he was living in North Carolina and publishing a newsletter called the “Orient Express” I do know his beloved dog Orient passed away only a few years after the trip. I highly recommend the book, I have seen it in some specialty stores that cater to the hiker. (If you cannot find it let me know, I would be glad to share mine).

    I found the small sections of the Appalachian trail I have hiked difficult with both eyes open. Please do not ask Ed about a place called “Charlie’s Bunion”. It would dash any hope (as though I really had any) of ever climbing to the crosstrees of the Mary Day.

  106. Jen,

    Thanks for the fabulous pictures and the narrative. I hope you and Annie had as good a time on the trip as you seemed to be having planning it back in mid-September.

    I read a book some time ago about Bill Irwin, a blind hiker who, along with his dog, Orient, completed the Appalachian trail. The title is Blind Courage written by Bill and David McCasland. Bill was the first blind person to complete the trail. Reading the book convinced me that hiking the trail is a very arduous endeavor for a sighted person and an amazing and inspiring accomplishment for someone who is blind.

  107. Sounds like you and Annie had a great trip! I hiked Katahdin last Saturday (Oct. 13) and thought of you guys, but I think you were hope by then. Hope all is well,
    Saphrona

  108. Happy Birthday Jenn! Sorry about the cake. Still, it cannot be considered a bad day, because you spent it with loved ones. Barry, any day that you are on top of the grass instead of under it, is a good day. 🙂 Hugs to all. PS, those kids look great on horseback!

  109. Every once in a while I complete a “do it yourself” task around the house where everything goes as smoothly as planned. I always tell Sarah to remember the event. Then when I’m down to my last ounce of self-control over a project that just won’t go right she can remind me that sometimes things go well. I always forget the easy ones and remember the difficult ones.

    By the way, the photo of Sarah (not my Sarah) up on the cross trees is great. There’s just something about the light, the colors, and the starkness of scene that makes it art.

  110. It truly is a small world. Sharon and I saw the Elissa when we were in Galveston in 2005 when we were there for a Carnival Cruise. At the time I thought how great it would be to sail on a cruise on a tall ship. Norbert and Sharon Stager

  111. That must be a very special place indeed. I have never found a chocolate pumpkin among the leaves. :)I’ll have to console myself by baking a pumpkin/chocolate cake with chocolate glaze. Next time I see the tooth fairy flying over Manchester, I’ll tell her to fly north and stop in Maine. Great pics of the cherubs among the leaves. Hugs to all

  112. Sounded like a challenge to me. Right off hand I couldn’t think of a country western song with a goose in it. With a little help from Mr. Google (a distant relation of a goose) I discovered that in 1950 when I was only 3 and you and Barry weren’t even a proverbial gleam in your parents’ eyes Frankie Laine had a hit with “The Cry of the Wild Goose.” While I didn’t find the full song available on line I did find a sample on Amazon.

    So take a gander at the link. Click on the little arrow and listen as Frankie honks out a tune.

    The lyrics:

    My heart knows what the wild goose knows
    And I must go where the wild goose goes
    Wild goose, brother goose, which is best?
    A wanderin’ fool or a heart at rest?

    Tonight I heard the wild goose cry
    Hangin’ north in the lonely sky
    Tried to sleep, it warn’t no use
    ’cause I am a brother to the old wild goose

    CHORUS
    (Oh, my heart knows what the wild goose knows)
    (And I must go where the wild goose goes)
    Wild goose, brother goose, which is best?
    A wanderin’ fool or a heart at rest?

    Woman was kind and true to me
    She thinks she loves me, more fool she!
    She’s got a love that ain’t no use
    To love a brother of the old wild goose

    CHORUS

    The cabin is warm and the snow is deep
    And I got a woman who lies asleep
    She’ll wake up tomorrow’s dawn
    And find, poor critter, that her man is gone

    (Oh, my heart knows what the wild goose knows)
    (And I must go where the wild goose goes)
    (Wild goose, brother goose, which is best?)
    (A wanderin’ fool or a heart at rest?)

    Let me fly, let me fly, let me fly away

    Spring is comin’ and the ice will break
    And I can’t linger for a woman’s sake
    She’ll see a shadow pass overhead
    And she’ll find a feather ‘side her bed

  113. Jen,

    Sarah wants you to read this message to Sawyer and Nadie.

    Sarah has enjoyed the honey we brought home from our trip on the Mary Day in September. She says that it is the best honey she has ever eaten and that she can taste the flowers where the bees got the nectar. Sarah thanks you for such a wonderful treat.

  114. I ran across the following recipe on the internet tonight. It looks to me that you are already enjoying a Fall version.

    Take 1 large field,
    half a dozen children,
    2 or 3 small dogs,
    a pinch of brook and some pebbles.
    Mix the children and dogs well together;
    put them on the field, stirring constantly.

    Pour the brook over the pebbles;
    sprinkle the field with flowers.
    Spread over all a deep blue sky and bake in the sun.
    When brown, set away to cool in the bathtub.

    By the way it got down to 60 here a few days ago. Back in the 80s now.

  115. It sounds wonderful. As I sit here overlooking the Lake of Mexico, oops that’s the Gulf of Mexico out there I wonder where you are and why you have wind and we have dead calm with almost no swell just a few miles away in Alabama.

    Is winning the “3 masted barque class” anything like my state championship in the novice, over 40, men’s waltz? I won a trophy and a gold medal all because I was the only man entered in the novice, over 40, waltz. And, yes Jen, I really did that.

  116. Sorry to hear that you are having to endure the blistering heat down there. Here in Salt Lake, the snow has been in the mountains for a few weeks, ski areas are up and running, temps are a wonderful 50 degrees. Hope you win the 3 Masted Barque class!

    Keep the wonderful notes and photos coming.

    Thanks

  117. The earth is tiny, the universe infinite, following the second segment of the crooked “W” that Cassiopeia forms I found the comet
    17P Holmes tonight. Relatively speaking we could be viewing it side by side. I have always thought that we should get the world’s leaders all together and put them in a spaceship, and let them look down upon earth. Tell them, “Look people, this is all we have got, let us make the best of it”. And if that did not work we could just blast them into deep space.
    As a famous space traveler once said.

    “Live Long and Prosper”

  118. I enjoyed Al’s comment. It is all too seldom that I realize how small the world is. When I stop my hectic pace and think about all that seemed so important during each work day, I am reminded of the penultimate scene in Casablanca when Rick is telling Ilsa why she can’t go with him and that she needs to leave with Victor. “I’m no good at being noble, but it doesn’t take much to see that the problems of three little people don’t amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. Someday you’ll understand that.”

  119. Over the river and through the woods, to Barry and Jen’s we go. 🙂 Have a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday. We all can be thankful for so many things. Wonderful vacations aboard the Mary Day, new friends that I met on board, and memories to last a lifetime are top on my “thank-you” list. Hugs.

  120. Tell Mary that Sharon made date bars this week. We gave some to our daughter and son-in-law and our daughter tried to hide them from him. He had to snitch one. She was an unhappy camper because she wanted the corner one and that was the one he grabbed. People over here are fighting over Mary’s date bars. Norbert and Sharon Stager

  121. All’s right in the world, at last. Wednesday the temperature in Birmingham was 34 while at the same time in Camden it was 52. Well today the temp here in LA (that’s Lower Alabama) is 63 and in Camden its 34. Enjoy your winter, I do miss skating and sledding but at my age I probably wouldn’t be toboganing down a hill anyway. So I’ll enjoy wading in the Gulf and doing a little surf casting.

    Ed

  122. You don’t hire out for cleaning services, do you? (“hire out” is a southernism) Well, it is a whopping 75 degrees here and we are still in the middle of a drought of biblical proportions. Only 25 inches of rain this year, out of a normal 55 or so. Some of the larger trees are going into distress.
    Maybe a little rain tomorrow and a cold front which will get us all the way down to 35 degrees. I long for some cold and snow. Haven’t seen any snow here since the great blizzard of ’93. We got 38 inches of snow at one time. Not too bad for Alabama. Tell the Mary Day to sleep well.

  123. You’re welcome. I had a long day at work today and I only got around to reading the blog at 9:30 PM CST. I was surprised to see you put in a link to my little video. It has had 36 viewings since I posted it Saturday afternoon! Did you ever wonder if anyone reads your blog? Answered.

    I sometimes find adding entries to my blog cathartic and I often find reading yours therapeutic.

    So, thank you.

  124. Jen, what are you doing letting Barry out of bed to write a shop report at 0310. He should be fast asleep, dreaming of next year’s sailing adventures.

    Otterbein Greg

  125. I remember the nights aboard the Mary Day. Looking at the heavens and beholding their beauty and symetry. Before the bible was written God’s Word was written in the stars. The constellations original intent has been lost to most over the centuries but to say that this is all by chance without any design is ludicrous. It is too bad those in or near cities cannot see but but a fraction of what is up there. I was so looking forward to doing some star gazing aboard this year and I was not disappointed. We who live in cities can’t help but fall in love with the more simpler things in life aboard the Mary Day. To feel the wind in your face as you glide across the water. To enjoy good fellowship without regard as to what you do for a living or your social status. The list goes on and on. Norbert Stager

  126. Nice to hear that Mary is joining us next year. It would not be the same without her cooking.She deserves a shed. Actually, she deserves her own castle. I’m looking forward to the newsletter. Here in southern NH, the snow is coming down quickly and we are bracing ourselves for a nightmare of a commute home. Sigh! Wish it were September and I was lounging on the deck of the Mary Day. Hugs to all.

  127. It was in the low eighties here this week. We are supposed to get down to a frigid 35 degrees this weekend. It snowed here once. The dog did not know what to do and passed out from shock. In my 50 plus years I have never seen a white Christmas, at least at my home location. It would frighten me if it did snow on Christmas, as I would think my time was up. I am glad to hear Mary will be back,we could not do without her food.

  128. I have been hungry for a ‘sail on the bay’ every since last summer, when I had the pleasure of sailing with you and the crew. I can only imagine how incredibly beautiful it must be in the quiet of the winter season. So very different then the summertime. Each season has its wonders.

    I hope your Christmas season is full of wonders! Elves make the holidays so much more fun! Thanks to Jen for the great newsletter. Loved the pancakes…and the blog.

    Carpe diem–
    Cindy Barker
    (We sailed summer ’06 Sweet Chariot Music Week. Great memories!)

  129. Dear Northern Elves,

    My what a delicious recipe. I will be sure to try them. But please tell me about the artful photograph. I understand the poinsettia and the berries as they make a beautiful seasonal background. I would also want a mug of fresh milk to drink along with the chocolate covered cookies. But the carrot?! Could it be that someone hopes to feed a reindeer? Or does Santa come to Maine with a team of moose? I know I’ve seen more moose in Maine than reindeer.

  130. I’m thinking that the carrot is for the reindeer. I just hope that they all share. Otherwise, you will need a bunch of carrots! The recipe looks yummy. I can’t wait to try it.

  131. When I was a little kid, we used to mix some oats and wheat with snipped pieces of tinsel, (so the reindeer can see it in the moon light), (it was made of lead back then!!!), for the reindeer to eat. We spread it in the driveway, (that’s why I had to shovel the driveway, good thinking Dad!!!), and Christmas morning we went to see if they had eaten some. If they ate a lot, (because we were good that year), they would be sure to remember our house and come back next year. Actually my Father went out and sweeped most of it up later that night. Had us fooled for some time but the driveway got shoveled.

  132. Yair! Captain, we be with ye. Haven’t been on a good “cutting out” expedition in quite a spell. We can board her after dark. Cutlasses and pikes should do the trick. A few stout men with hearts of Red Oak and blood of pure Stockholm Tar can take her out. South to the roaring forties and they will never find us. Just give the word.

  133. That longing for a sail, to be on the water…how most of us spend all our days after being on the Mary Day just once. Is this a gift or a curse we have been given? I can feel the sea air on my face as I sit here…in my chilly landlocked living room.

  134. If I may be forward allow me. Bend is the archaic form of bind. (See Oxford English Dictionary). It is the technical term of making the sail fast to the yard, or boom and gaff. So if you are in a gale, and your sail blows away, you bend (or fasten on another one) Captain Barry, am I correct?

  135. All three of our kids (youngest is now 27) were here with their respective spouses and our grandson, Dylan, (2 years old) for the holiday. We opened gifts Christmas eve morning. The result was a great pile of wrapping paper and boxes covering the non-toy presents (little boy’s clothes). The toys were in use as Dylan’s Aunts and Uncle simultaneously tried to show him how each worked. Our two dogs looked on in bewilderment as they tried to figure out how this little kid could get away with so much destruction when they would be severely reprimanded for tearing up even a little bit of paper. By 15:30 peace had descended upon the house as Dylan took his treasure trove and his parents off for Christmas morning at his other Grandparents’ house.

    Oh, the joy of Christmas – shopping for those gifts that will be just right, worrying that the color of the sweater we bought for the daughter-in-law isn’t quite right, then watching as they open the gifts, seeing the joy they express opening each present. Then the relief when everyone goes home and we can relax in the quiet of our empty home.

    I hope everyone comes away from this holiday season with fond memories.

  136. When raising the mainsail and foresail aboard the Mary Day, to get those last few inches at the throat and peak, the crew member in charge demands heaves from the work party using the call 2-6-HEAVE! My fellow passengers and I have often asked about the origin of the 2-6-HEAVE! call. Today I thought I would see if Google had an answer. The best I came up with was on the Guardian web page in their “Yesteryear” section.

    The consensus seems to be that the great guns on the gun decks of the war ships during the Napoleonic wars were run out by men who. because of the noise and confusion on the gun deck were called by number rather than name. Thus, once these muzzle loading guns were sponged out and reloaded they had to be run up to the gun port by men numbered 2 and 6 to be fired again. From that it became common to use the call 2-6-HEAVE! anytime a line needed a strong tug.

    I don’t know if that is the true derivation but it does make some common sense and it also hearkens back to the days when sailing ships ruled the seas.

    My next challenge is to discover the derivation of a Heavelet called out in falsetto.

  137. In Julian Stockwin’s book “Artemis” there is a description of a gun exercise. The crew were indeed numbered. The number 2 person was the rammer- sponger, and the number 6 operated the training handspike. In his example everyone bore a fist on the gun tackle falls, but it would be reseasonable to think depending on the size of the gun, Numbers 2 & 6 would have this duty. The gun captain aimed and fired the gun, and was the one most likely to be struck during the recoil. I expect the falsetto voice may have come from such an incident.

  138. “Ouch! My ballocks!” wailed the gun captain in his new “Tiny Tim” voice when he ran afoul of the gun’s recoil.

    For a diagram of a British third rate warship check out the graphic at Wikipedia.com. Makes one wonder how more than 600 men (and a few women) lived aboard.

  139. This brings back memories of my childhood in Jersey – running down the stairs on Christmas day to see if Santa had arrived. My Christmas was very special; spent with close friends. My dog Joey got a new bowl from a friend with the words “Royal Highness” emblazoned on the front. Anyone who knows my dog, knows that it suits him perfectly. 🙂

    I too am anticipating the light, and the day when I can once again board the beautiful Mary Day!

    Feliz Navidad y próspero año nuevo!

  140. “Bottom of the Tide” I’ve been looking at the title of this post for several days and wondering why it bothered me so. Living in the state of Alabama one cannot help but be a little sensitive about the word “Tide.” The little bit of coastline Alabama enjoys experiences a very small change in tidal elevation especially when compared to Maine. No, here in Alabama when someone mentions “The Tide” they are talking about the Crimson Tide of the University of Alabama. This is the land where parents raise their children to be Alabama fans unless they raise them to be Auburn fans. One has no choice, if born in Alabama, but to be either a Tide fan or a Tiger fan. So when I see “Bottom of the Tide” I wonder, what controversy has the football team stirred up this time?

  141. Dale and I just received your newsletter and calendar. The pictures are awesome. The children are growing up so quickly. I can’t believe that Sawyer was just a baby the last time we saw him. We have such wonderful memories of our 2 trips on the Mary Day. We plan to go back again, and I am hoping for this coming summer (the photography trip sounds interesting to me). I am so glad that Mary is still with you. We are looking forward to seeing you all again in the near future. Happy New Year to you.
    Trish Gregory

  142. Here in the South it is the custom to eat black eyed peas and ham on New Year’s Day to bring luck for the coming year. So, I fixed black eyed peas with ham hocks, and turnip greens (also with ham hocks). Sarah thinks that meal is not complete without some pork chops and corn bread. Altogether we had a great good luck meal to usher in the new year.

    Is there a similar custom in New England? I don’t remember anything special being eaten on New Year’s when I was a kid growing up in New Jersey. How about the other blog readers out there? Are there any customs for good luck in the new year where you live? Or have you heard of interesting customs elsewhere in the world? Leave a comment especially if it’s a seafaring custom.

  143. I love your idea of singing Christmas carols during the summer. Since we don’t get a chance to celebrate the holidays together, I think we should have a Christmas-In-The-Summer singalong this year, during the weekly lobster-fest picnic. How about it, guys? It could be loads of fun!

  144. As a child, I would spend my summers with my grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins on a piece of property on Lake Candlewood in CT. Early every morning my grandfather would rise with the sun and row his wooden dorie the length of our side of the lake, thru the morning mist. The water was like glass and he would disappear and reappear like magic and I can remember thinking I could watch him row forever.

    Thanks for rekindling that memory!
    CB

  145. When I walked out of my house, south of Birmingham, this morning it was 16 degrees. I thought that fact might be fodder for a comment on the Captain’s Blog. So, I get to work, driving briskly I might add, and sit down to break my morning fast. I pulled my Blackberry off my hip, pushed a few buttons to access the Captain’s Blog and what do I find? More snow, single digit temperatures, rowing in an icy harbor, keeping the fires lit in the house and barn – and you love it!

    Well, me too. Somehow the Yankee in me has not been completely eroded. A bright, sunny, cold morning, like we had today, makes me want to be out in it more than any summer day. I can’t begin to say how many people asked me, “Cold enough for ya?” My normal reply, “Just about.”

  146. An update on my comment. I’d rather be outside on a cold, clear, sunny winter’s day than a normal, hot, humid summer day here in the South. Now a Maine summer day aboard the Mary Day – that’s another thing altogether.

  147. Why Maine? Why not Maine! There is no other place in the world like Maine. As for the Caribbean, that place is SOOOO over-rated. I should know; I lived there.

    Maine is the home of the Mary Day, the most beautiful sailing vessel ever to grace the sea. This year I will take my 7th consecutive trip. Like a child awaiting the end of the school year, I will anxiously count the days until I see her waiting for me in Camden harbor.

    I may live and work in New Hampshire, but my heart and soul reside in Maine. Why Maine? Because Maine is another word for Home. 🙂

  148. I had read somewhere that many blocks are made from Lignum Vitae, also known as Ironwood or Greenhart. It is the hardest and most dense wood in existence, dense enough that it will not float. Shackleton sheathed the outside of his ship “Endurance” with it so as to resist the ice in his famous Antartica adventure. A review in “Wickipedia” shows it has been used in such various things as police truncheons, submarine shaft bearings, and for the belaying pins on the “Constitution”. I wonder if the Mary Day’s blocks are made from it.

  149. The only thing better that I could be doing with my time would be sailing on the Mary Day. If I can’t be aboard the MD, then I will have to console myself with the blog. So keep those entries coming! 🙂

  150. Alabama Al and I sailed with Jim on our first trip. He was helpful and understanding and he put up with the many questions we had about the schooner and Maine. After we got home we discovered that Jim had posted, on his web site, photos he took on that trip. I downloaded everyone of them and they are part of my cherished memories. In fact, the blog photo of me above was taken by Jim and stolen by me from his web site. As a result of that I am a frequent visitor to Jim’s web page and photo blog. Last year I purchased a beautiful photo from him that is hanging on my wall above my desk as I type this. So Jim Dugan and the schooner Mary Day are forever inextricably connected in my mind.

    Stress can be relieved in many ways, a few minutes reading the Mary Day blog takes me away from keeping the lights on in Alabama to thinking about blocks, or lignum vitae or the sights and sounds of the cold Maine winter. Not to mention the memories of the great days sailing. It certainly is not a waste of my time to read the blog. It is a much appreciated break from my reality.

  151. Waste of time….my patootie! Reading your blog is like lying back on the deck of the MD, face to the wind, sun on my cheeks, enjoying a moment that takes me away from the routine of this life. Don’t get me wrong, I have a great life–but let’s face it, it’s not a day on the Mary Day! Just hearing about life somewhere else and perhaps walking in your shoes, even for a moment, helps me appreciate the beautiful places in this world, some of which I have had the privelege of experiencing. I think the world would be a better place if we all shared a bit of our lives with each other. Thanks for sharing yours with us! Keep it up!
    CB

  152. Waste of time…my patootie! Reading your blog is like lying back on the deck of the Mary Day, face to the wind, sun on my cheeks, enjoying a world very unlike my own. You give us a glimpse of a life somewhere else–and that in and of itself is a bit of a vacation! Thank you for sharing your world with us! Keep it up!
    CB

  153. As Ed may remember on that first trip, Jim woke us up at 2:00 or so in the morning to see the Northern Lights. I had asked him to, as he had mentioned he saw them the night before and thought they might reappear again. I will never forget that experience.

    Thanks Jim

  154. Happy Birthday to two beautiful Marys! As if we needed a reason to go sailing. Just thinking of Mary’s cooking makes me wish I were on board the Mary Day. 🙂

  155. I’ve sailed on other vessels and eaten at many tables. These Marys’ are at the top of the list.
    Jim from Kentucky

  156. Our Univ. of Minn.Outing Club – 45 years old – is setting up to take a cruise on the Mary Day in Sept. 09. From the BWCA to the Coast of Maine. And Mary’s unique cooking – over a wood stove – is top billing. Will you come back with us to the BWCA Mary?? Happy Birthday Mary.

  157. Congratulations Annie and Carob! This is wonderful news. What a lucky baby, to have you for parents! A lifetime of happiness to all of you. 🙂

  158. I was going to comment on the picture editor’s wildly varying tastes from the beautiful fecund Annie glowing in happiness and expectation to a wildman obviously recently escaped from an asylum still wearing the straight jacket the attendants had placed him in to protect him from himself. But, the second picture is gone. Have the PC police come after you?

  159. Crazy indeed! I think anyone who swims in Maine in the summer is nuts! There is not a category for swimming in Maine in winter! The scary part is that we put ourselves in this crazy man’s hands for a whole week while we go sailing with him. Luckily he is married to a very sane, intelligent and sharp woman. 🙂

  160. Indeed, if you will loan me that suit I will go swimming. I was once bestowed membership in “The Order of the Wolf” society. It was conferred on me by the Shoshone Indians in Wyoming. To be a member you had to fully immerse yourself in the Sweetwater River, which flows from the snowcaps in the Wind River Range. After being on a horse for four days, I really needed a bath so I did so. It was like a sauna compared to Penobscot Bay. By the way, they did not tell me that Lander Creek flowed into the river 100 yds down and the water was actually 30 degrees warmer. First camp site I was ever in that had hot and cold running water.

  161. Crazy man? Apparently, Capt. Barry they have not yet heard that Angels have been given clearance to wear red. . . finally! Who says it is only for the devil! LOL Believe me guys. .. if you were the person who was stuck in that frozen lake at death’s door, you’d know this is an angel. . . not a crazy man! LOL
    It takes a special kind of person to be able to rush off at all hours of day and night and willingly risk their own life for another. (OK maybe that does make us crazy, LOL.) Those of you who know Capt. Barry from his Schooner life already know what a great guy, great father, husband and friend he is. (And of course Capt.) What you may not realize is how valued he is a as a member of Union Ambulance, Appleton Fire and now. . . one of my CPR instructors! (Everybody cheer!) SO, don’t keep him away too long on those beautiful summer days, we are glad when winter is here and we have him back to help us save lives. :^)

    And your welcome Capt. Barry. . . best picture I ever took with a cell phone, LOL.

    -Becky

  162. I am quite sure Barry is in fact an angel in disguise. However, that doesn’t mean he’s not just a bit crazy. Two days after I met Barry we were sailing along and he abandoned the wheel to sit in Arno while strumming his guitar and singing. So one of the first and most lasting images I have of Barry is this one.

    Click on the link and see what I mean.

  163. Best wishes for a full and speedy recovery. I was thinking about the schooner and Camden today as I listened to a story on the radio that took place in Camden, Alabama. Down here Camden is an out of the way country town that is the Wilcox County seat. Just across the Alabama river (actually the impoundment formed by the Corps of Engineers Millers Ferry Lock and Dam) is Gees Bend. Gees Bend is famous for the quilts sewn there which were featured on a series of US Postage stamps. A ferry runs between Camden and Gees Bend. The ferry is operated by Hornblower Marine Services. Somebody, somewhere has read C.S. Forester besides Alabama Al and me. Anyway, all that talk about Camden and boats took me far north to another Camden and a much larger boat.

  164. Congratulations Annie & Carob, all of the kindness, patience and care you have developed while sailing will surely be a blessing to your little one.

  165. Dear beloved Captain. I keep you in my prayers and thoughts and hope that the nasty little surgery will soon become a pesky memory. I love that passage “look to this day” and I have it posted on the wall of my cubicle. I also have a copy of “Just for Today.” These words of wisdom help me keep my balance in this crazy modern world. I love what you wrote in your previous blog. Wish that I were on the Mary Day, recuperating from one of Mary’s fabulous meals. People ask me why I take that trip every year and I always answer that it is cheaper and a lot more fun than going to a therapist. It’s the only way I can hold on to what little sanity I have left. 🙂 Abrazos (hugs) to you and your family.

  166. I just can’t believe no one has written an insightful commentary on varnish. I have been checking daily to see if someone would provide the history of varnish or extol the virtues of bright work. Personally, the last time I applied real varnish was to a mahogany book shelf in wood shop class during my senior year in high school. Let’s see, that would have been in 1965. I can remember quite clearly hand sanding that thing to get the bristle that the cheap brush we had left behind. Then of course I had to varnish it again. There were several coats with steel wool rub downs in between. What fond memories of breathing the intoxicating fumes during class.

    Thanks for all you do to make and keep the Mary Day a beautiful schooner which adds so much pleasure to my visits aboard.

  167. The eclipse was grand, even here on the CT coast. The night was clear and cold, no breeze, just moonlight. We gathered in a huddle in the yard and watched the shaddow slip slowly across the face of the Man in the Moon…definitly a memory made!

    Awesome shot, Jen!

  168. We had a good view here in my area of Alabama. The picture you put on the blog is identical to the one I got. Isn’t it strange that we both have the same moon to observe. It presents a much more 3D appearance during an eclipse. I still want to see it rise over Cadillac Mountain. Maybe not this year, but soon.

  169. I should take their example and get this sorry carcass of mine off to the gym so that I will be in shape for sailing this year. 🙂

    This is very exciting. Only 14 more weeks until the beautiful Mary Day sails again.

  170. I have been accused of having a sail-like profile with my paunch bellied out like a good sail shape. I have been in the gym working on at least reducing the weight of cloth I have to carry around to cover my foresail. Only time will tell how things will shape up.

  171. RE new Home Page: Visited the new home web page with IE6.0. The slide show in the upper left loaded very quickly and ran through the beautiful series of photos that elicit ‚Äòo-o-o-o‚Äôs‚Äô , ‚Äòahh-h-h-h-s‚Äô, nostalgia and‚Ķ yes, a tweak of jealousy. However, the headline text and the body text in the RH column stays invisible until it is ‚Äòselected‚Äô with a left click on the mouse or until the page elevator is pulled down to the bottom. At that point it becomes visible until the mouse rolls over it again ‚Äì at which point it disappears. I don‚Äôt know HTML coding, but have a little knowledge of QuarkXpress (yes! A ver-r-y dangerous thing) type layout and with that as an analog it seems that the text frame may be hidden somehow behind the graphics boxes. The window shades (e.g. home, schedule, cruises) also drop down behind the slideshow graphic box with their lower extremities hidden. Now, it MAY very well be evidence of Billy‚Äôs latest version of the BSD (blue screen of death) well known to IE. Thought you might want to know to see if there are others with similar problems. The web page and the blog are often the only threads of contact with the real world of the Mary Day, but for many of us, that‚Äôs infinitely better than nothing and losing them would be like having a snow laden nor‚Äôeaster sitting over the seas off the coast of Maine between May and September‚Ķ a bummer by anyone‚Äôs definition. Here’s hoping for sunny days and sap soon. Thanks. POC

  172. Great story and pics!

    I think Ted is a terrific name for the next cat. If it’s a female cat, you can name her Theodora! LOL

    Ted P is a true lighthouse hero. Having been on 2 lighthouse cruises, I have witnessed firsthand what a tremendous source of knowledge he is. Ted has worked tirelessly for “lighthouse consciousness-raising.”

    Anyone who is undecided as to which cruise to take should seriously consider one of the lighthouse cruises. They are educational, fascinating, and just plain fun.

    Ted and his lovely wife Jo, are two of the nicest people you will ever have the pleasure of meeting.

    Here’s to heroes and pets!

  173. Captain, you will be pleased to know your goose is headed home. This morning as I stepped outside in the early light of dawn, I heard the familiar honking. As I looked up I saw three Canadian geese in formation heading NE at full speed. Now if you go to a map and draw a line from Galveston to Camden, you will find it crosses North Alabama not too far from my home. Why else would they fly over my house to say hello unless it was your goose and two friends. I suspect at their rate of travel and probable rest stops, they should be there on time.

  174. Captain, a comment about the Major Chadwick photo. But first I remember that the Major was the honorary Camden harbor master and as such kept up with all the comings and goings in the harbor. By all the accounts I have read he was a remarkable man and a friend to everyone.

    On to the photo, upon my second viewing of the picture I realized that something was amiss or at least missing. At the time the photo was taken the Mary Day did not have a staysail club! This picture of Annie teaching “bow watch” is taken from almost the same angle and it’s easy to see the staysail club is there but it doesn’t show in the Major’s picture.

    How was she rigged? I found online a scan of an old postcard from before the schooner had topmasts. But even that photo seems to show a staysail club. Wow, I just found another post card on the web post marked August 17, 1965 check out the image. My eyes still see the staysail club.

  175. Ed has asked a question upon which I have pondered. I would surmise that the staysail club could come and go at the whim of the Captain, after an evaluation of the crew and the intended mission. You will notice in the pictures in the book “Michael and the Mary Day” there is no staysail club. I think it would be a decision between the self tacking features of using the club(but still secured by a tail rope to keep from debraining the unlucky passenger) and a possibly more efficient sail shape without the club. I would think some efficiency would be gained in having a place to furl the sail also.

  176. I looked up art on Dictionary.com. It listed 16 definitions. There are two that strike me as applying equally to both the art that Ms Norton creates and the art Annie and Jen create aboard the schooner.

    1. The quality, production, expression, or realm, according to aesthetic principles, of what is beautiful, appealing, or of more than ordinary significance.

    2. Skilled workmanship, execution, or agency, as distinguished from nature.

  177. I thought there must be a reason it turned cold down here last week. Now I know a D___ Yankee came down from Maine.

    Hope you have a great time with fair winds.

    Eat some grits.

    Ed

  178. Hey Captain, bring some warm weather with you when you come back up to New England. Right now it is snowing again! Here in Manchester, NH, we already broke a 100-year old record when we passed the 125 inch mark. Spring is dragging her heels this year. 🙁

  179. Are you referring to the bird or the captain? LOL

    We woke up to more snow. Sigh.

    Here is a poem for this day:

    April in New England

    Fickle child!
    You tease us with crocuses and daffodils,
    Then laughingly hide beneath a quilt of snow.
    Please don’t go.
    Stay a while.
    I yearn for the scent of fresh earth,
    To feel mud sucking the soles of my shoes.

    Let the impish pansies show their faces at play.
    Cover the tops of the trees with a nimbus of green.
    Banish the snow.
    Bring forth the warm, sweet, gentle rain.
    Release from its icy cage, the laughing stream.

    Before your sister, May appears,
    Show us what delights you have in store.
    Take away the chilly winter tears.
    Replace them with the smiles of spring once more.

  180. Michele,

    I leave that to your own interpretation. Your poetry is more elegant than my quips.

    But it did warm up down here in the “Deep South” when the loon went back to Maine.

  181. Sawyer – Great pictures. Please keep up the good work. We love to see your pictures.

    Captains and crew – It brings joy to my heart to see the Mary Day being spruced up for the coming season. Your hard work and dedication to excellence is appreciated by all who sail with you.

  182. Spring is upon us and with it “Spring Fever” or maybe “Sailing Fever”? From the photos I’d say you’re doing a splendid job. We had some painters in to do work this past week and I can only say that I wish they were half as meticulous as your team. I’ve got a good bit of clean up and touch up to do behind them.

    I only wish I could be on the first trip to see the schooner before other passengers have left their mark.

  183. I just re-read my comment, I don’t want anyone to get the wrong idea, I’m sure every mark left by a passenger is a memory for the crew. Just as I’m sure not all the marks left by passengers are physical. I do know this, every trip I’ve made on the Mary Day has left a mark upon my heart, in my brain, and upon my outlook in life. I will never get over the serendipity of going on a sailing cruise in 2005 and finding so much more than that.

    In the south we have a word for that little something extra that makes life special. That word is lagnappe (pronounced lan-yap). With each trip aboard the Mary Day I come away with another lagnappe that stays with me all through the year. I hope all the lagnappe moments and memories will stay with me forever.

  184. Very eloquently said, Ed. I’ve been sailing on the Mary Day since 2002. This year will be my 7th trip, and it too will leave a “mark upon my heart” just like the others. I try to explain to “outsiders” that this is not an ordinary vacation; it is a pilgrimage.

    The definition of the word lagniappe is a small gift given a customer by a merchant at the time of a purchase; or something given or obtained gratuitously or by way of good measure.

    This describes beautifully the many gifts that we take home with us after a trip on board the beautiful Mary Day, as well as the ones we leave behind.

    Here’s to our beautiful Mary Day! May she sail for many years to come; bringing joy and laughter to our hearts.

  185. Thanks for the update and the great pictures. It is wonderful to see the schooner with the cover off and getting ready to be rigged. The first sail cannot be far off.

    Where Alabama Al and I work we have a goal for safety called “Target Zero.” The purpose of our target is to emphasize that every job can be worked safely. All it takes is proper planning, training, and equipment. Over the last two fit-out seasons I’ve noticed, in the pictures, that using the correct personal protective equipment is an important part of getting the job done. I applaud your commitment to the health and safety of yourselves and your crew.

    P.S. Has the time come to unveil the top secret projects?

  186. Captain, something caught my eye immediately when I saw the pictures. Something is missing, actually a pair of something is missing from the bow of the schooner. Have they been removed for painting and repair, last year’s pictures would indicate that usually is done. But they have now added something much more than the 132,000 miles. New ones maybe?

  187. I don’t know which is more beautiful, the picture of the Mary Day in the water, or Mary the cook’s smiling face!

    Time to go sailing, friends!

    WOOOO HOOO! 🙂

  188. From my armchair sailing experience I have also heard it called a dolphin striker. In that context the martingale would be the line that secures the item in question fore and aft from the tip of the jib boom to the bottom of the piece. Of course the top of the item is set in a fitting at the tip of the bowsprit. Jane posed a question regarding this to several of us as we passed beneath it going ashore during the wooden boat school. It must be noted that the term martingale is also applied to part of the rigging of a horse. In a previous life I had some small experience crossing the Continental Divide on a horse that required one. In that application it consists of a line that ties from the bridle to the chest strap, and keeps the horse from rearing its head. A similar purpose on a ship, the member provides downward strength to the jib boom to counter act the force of the top jib. We will have to research the origins of the term to see if application to horse or ship came first.

  189. From my armchair sailing experience I have also heard it called a dolphin striker. In that context the martingale would be the line that secures the item in question fore and aft from the tip of the jib boom to the bottom of the piece. Of course the top of the item is set in a fitting at the tip of the bowsprit. Jane posed a question regarding this to several of us as we passed beneath it going ashore during the wooden boat school. It must be noted that the term martingale is also applied to part of the rigging of a horse. In a previous life I had some small experience crossing the Continental Divide on a horse that required one. In that application it consists of a line that ties from the bridle to the chest strap, and keeps the horse from rearing its head. A similar purpose on a ship, the member provides downward strength to the jib boom to counter act the force of the top jib. We will have to research the origins of the term to see if application to horse or ship came first.

  190. I don’t know which came first the Martingale horse harness or the harness (or bobstay) to support the bowsprit.

    Dictionary.com defines:

    Martingale:
    n. Any of several parts of standing rigging strengthening the bowsprit and jib boom against the force of the head stays.

    dolphin striker:
    n. A small vertical spar under the bowsprit of a sailboat that extends and helps support the martingale.

    Bobstay:

    n. A rope or chain used to steady the bowsprit of a ship.

    http://www.seatalk.info definitions:

    Martingale:

    A wire or chain leading from the end of the bowsprit down to a chainplate at the forefoot, to counteract the upward pressure of the forestay.

    dolphin striker:

    A spar mounted downward under the bowsprit over the end of which the bobstay is fastened in order to increase its bearing angle on the end of the bowsprit. The purpose of the dolphin striker is exactly the same as the spreaders in the mast rigging. The name is derived from the dolphin’s habit of leaping under the bows of a vessel under way.

    Now the profile of the Mary Day provided during the Wooden Boat Course seems to show that the Martingale is the small spar mounted downward beneath the bowsprit.

    My online research came up with two interesting sites. Nautical Etymology and The Dictionary of English Nautical Language.

  191. I read your blog regularly!! and I find it joyful! I have never been on the Mary Day, (though I took a trip, some time ago, on the Issac Evans), but plan to at least to come by and see her when visiting the area later this month. I feel rather like a vouyeur reading your blog, but you convey with such freshness, spirit,and appreciation, a wonderful world – who could resist?

  192. I am so happy! Today, I got a postcard from the global headquarters of the schooner Mary Day. That means I can start counting the days. Marking them off the calendar. Start packing my bag. Start rehearsing Leavin’ on the Mary Day. Get back to practicing my knots and the pin positions! Cause I’m going sailing!

    For a peek at what I’m not going to do check out earthrace. For a “water craft” that thing is the polar opposite of the Mary Day.

  193. Speaking for all of us older, fat guys with sleep apnea who love to sail on the Mary Day (that’s at least two of us from Alabama) many thanks for the electrical upgrade. It sounds like you have completed one of the “top-secret” projects. I look forward to a great night’s rest and I’ll be raring to go each and every morning(maybe with a little help from some Captain’s Crank).

  194. I’m so excited! I’ll be joining you in July and can’t wait! I enjoy reading your blog and watching you get ready for the season. See you soon!

  195. With the sails bent on and a successful Coast Guard inspection will the crew get a chance to sail the schooner without passengers? I know you’ve been doing a lot of training but there really is nothing like doing it for real. I know you will have a great time and a great season.

    I too will see you in July.

  196. My thanks to the bloggster, nice, and a harty thanks to all who help keep “our” Mary Day proud. What nice hard work, this is the best kind. Stand back, pause to take a good look from away, yep, you done it.

    Have a great season.

  197. Charles Westinghouse would be proud of you. Transform to higher voltage at the source and transmit the power at a high voltage which results in a lower current. Reduces voltage drop and resistive losses in the circuit. However, beware of folks bearing their laptop computers. Typically they use about 100 watts or more, much more than the 3 or 4 watts our breathing apparatus uses. They tend to show up when power is available. Properly prepared they can be used for ballast or recycled. I would like to see your battery sets. We deal in high capacity batteries here and are doing some research on units that can power a small town for a few hours.

  198. Sail away, sweet Mary Day!
    You’re back in the water, where you belong.
    Another season, another year,
    Days full of laughter, camaraderie, and cheer.

    Sail away with the kiss of the sun,
    The caress of the wind.
    May waves gently carry you to islands and coves.
    Greet the eagles, fishes, and whales,
    While the breeze lends voice to your sails
    And the water slaps your bow.

    Sail, sweet lady, sail.
    For many a year, sail on!
    Bring us the joy that only you can bring.
    Give us a reason to look forward to spring.
    Let your beautiful presence fill the bay.
    Delight us all with your beauty and grace.

    Sail on!

  199. For the first sail of the season and my first sail on a vessel this size it was fantastic. All I can say is GO GO GO. I was thrilled. Everything that could be done to make you comfortable will be done, without asking. Should you ask for anything be assured whatever can be done will be. This is a 1st class, no, world class, good time. Go Go Go

  200. Captain, duffle bags are being packed, cameras and binoculars are being made ready, maps are being restudied. Warn everyone that Al from Alabama is coming. Please save some Puffins for us. We don’t see many around here. I have made a promise that we will see Puffins, maybe even a sea of Puffins.

  201. Yes , it sure is beautiful out here. I think the razor bills are really fancying our coast of Maine this year. We counted 600 of them out on Matinicus Rock where last year at this time there weren’t half as many. We’ll be back from northern Labrador in late September and we’ll look for you and your beautiful schooner then. Have a great season skipper Barry!

  202. Sunday, June 22.

    Fair winds and following seas to my friend and normal sailing partner Alabama Al. He should be boarding today for a great trip with his new camera and lenses.

    Bring back some great photos, Al.

    Ed

  203. Happy I am that you had such a great sailing day yesterday. I know your passengers were well pleased. Tell Al that my turn is now less than two weeks away.

    May the fair winds continue.

  204. It occurred to me after I sent the previous comment that today (or tomorrow at the latest) will be the lobster bake on some remote beach beside the cold clear waters of Penobscot Bay. I got to thinking and went across to the bay (that’s Mobile Bay)and bartered for a mess of blue crabs in exchange for crab trap bait. My lunch today, 6 nice sized crabs, steamed in my kitchen and eaten on the deck overlooking the Gulf of Mexico. No, it wasn’t lobster but still good eats.

    As an aside, it sure is easier to eat lobster than crab. In fact, crab may be one of those foods where it takes more calories to pick it and eat than one takes in.

    I got my copy of the Maine Windjammer Association Newsletter today. Lot’s of good pictures including a fabulous sunset photograph taken by our favorite blogger and skipper, Barry King.

  205. I must be a masochist for I am desparately hoping to be added to the 15 September passenger list (we ar eon the waiting list) and to suffer the misery and deprevation doled out by the “wacko” captain. I can imagine he has enough lobster to make my husband suffer or enough sea and Mother nature to adequately torture me. We’ll see.

  206. Elizabeth, I hope you get your wish. I’ve been suffering this hardship and deprivation yearly since 2002, and I can’t wait for September to get here so that I be tortured again. 😉

  207. I have been suffering the hardship and deprivations of vacationing on the Gulf of Mexico in a little place called Fort Morgan on the coast of Alabama. My mornings start with several hours fishing from the beach. Yesterday I caught 4 sharks, one catfish and one lady fish. All were released without prejudice. Today it was 6 lady fish and one shark again all released. But when I reel in my line I never know what will be on the hook. Early this week I pulled in a porcupine fish.

    No bald eagles but plenty of pelicans, gulls, egrets, terns, and Black skimmers.

    Next week will be re-compressing and pre-decompressing as Al returns from the wilds of Maine and I get ready to undergo the deprivations imposed by the wacko schooner captain.

  208. Maybe by September I’ll have developed the habit of checking my posts for misspellings before publishing! I am so looking forward to our trip – even if we don’t make the passenger list (but we shall, of course!) – I’ll climb Mt. Battie and watch the Mary Day set sail without me! We presently live on the Gulf Coast and, like Ed, I appreciate the herons, cranes, egrets and alligators in my back yard – but any hardships or deprivations we can experience with escapes to our future home (Maine!) are wonderously anticipated!

  209. What a great day! Both Mom and Dad must be so proud of the fledgling. It seems only yesterday that we saw him three days old. All our best to all of you.

    Bob & Sue Kellogg

  210. The ‘leaving the nest’ move may well only be a gambit, a test, to see if and how Mom and Dad react. Though they speak and act as if they want to get out from under Dear Ol’s and Good Ol’s roof to do their own things (to exercise the wings), they in fact much prefer sticking around, whether by their physical presence or only by countless calls: “Hey Dad/Mom, do you have a …hammer, book, recipe, day to help me with… I can borrow?” (which have the effect of watering the roots). Either way, they never really leave, especially when the Captains have set them off on the right course, have taught them the laws and lore of the seas of life, and encouraged them to steer by the stars in the heavens. Endless great sailing.

  211. I remember my first solo, did all right the first day, was a small version of a Lightning. Got a little too sure of my self the second day, (hey this sailing stuff is easy), yep, dumped it with all watching from shore, was about 10 or 11.
    We got it back to shore, I had to bail the thing out, they wouldn’t let me tip it out, took the rest of the day. Got a little more respectful of the wind that day.

  212. Sounds like great fun and great sailing strategy by our esteemed captain obviously much helped by the crew of able sailors (I first typed seamen and then thought no, seawomen then seagirls or seapersons, alas I could find no better PC word) and sail loving passengers.

    Well done.

  213. Isle Au Haut is magical! We remember that coyote, the crisp fall air, and the beauty of simple vows exchanged in the serene little church on the hill.
    Thank you, Captain, for sharing this place — the privilege was ours.

  214. Your Welcome form the person who held the H and D -Curtis say’s he writes you everyday!

  215. I’m holding the R and the T in birthday — I’m hiding behind the R! I sent along the link to my pictures to most of you, but thought I would follow Ed and Susan’s example, and post them here as well.

    I had a wonderful time as always on the Mary Day, and it was terrific meeting all of you! Here’s the link to my photos posted on Flicr:

    http://www.flickr.com/photos/beegee751/sets/72157606234969859/

  216. Thank you to everyone that was on the Mary Day during the wooden boat school week. I truly enjoyed spending my vacation week with you and have booked another cruise at the end of this season. I hope to see some of you again in the future on the Mary Day!

  217. Hi, Oh great blog-hoster!

    I just attended the Wooden Boat course last week on the Mary Day. I want to thank Capt’n Barry, his supportive home crew (which I am sure is VERY important!), and his fine sailing crew for a quality experience I will never forget!

    This was my first significant challenge on the water. Frankly, I remember waking up in the cabin Wednesday morning wondering if the pace of instruction (well-metered but constant) or the rope hauling would do me in first! =) By Friday, I was finally getting the entire “feel” of the ship. It all started to come together, and with it a greater appreciation of the actions that need to work in harmony to keep it afloat and moving in the right direction.

    Even more, I grew in an appreciation of the spirit of the people who sail. Each member of the crew shared what it meant to them to be part of the lifestyle – in their words, actions or both. I saw the commitment of the Captain and the crew to keeping the vision of wooden boat sailing alive.

    It takes quite a bit of work to make something very complex look easy! You all created a perfect learning environment that left time for relaxation and reflection. Thank you (all) very much!

    I have already recommended sailing and this course in particular to friends and family.

    I really hope to see some or all of you again in the near future!

    Cheers!!!

  218. Okay, I’ve waited two days for someone other than “Special” Ed to ask about the “Hollywood cameras rolling”. You can’t just throw out a teaser like that and let it lie there. What was the deal? Is the Mary Day about to become a Hollywood star? I think she has a heart of oak not Hollywood. In fact I think it would be very difficult to build a schooner of Hollywood, wouldn’t you?

  219. Mary Day is a star, and in our hearts she shines more brilliantly than any queen of the silver screen. A movie can never capture all of the beauty, mystery, and sheer joy that she represents. You have to experience, first hand, the joy of sailing on the Mary Day for a week. Our dear Captain’s descriptions do a good job. I read his missives, then close my eyes, and the noise of the office go away. I’m no longer in a small cubicle. It’s early morning and I’m standing on the deck. A mist drapes the shoreline, and a slightly chilly breeze caresses the air. The water laps gently against the side of the boat. Below deck, you can hear a flurry of activity. Breakfast is being prepared. But where I stand, all is peaceful. I wrap my hands around a mug of coffee and sigh! I’m back within the warm embrace of the beautiful Mary Day. Can you tell I am counting the days until I sail again? Hollywood can never capture the experience. You have to live it.

  220. Over the last few weeks I’ve been viewing on YouTube some videos created by Dylan Winter. He is on a journey to circumnavigate the British Isles in his small sailboat. Recently, Dylan and I have begun a correspondence and he shared with me a video that I find absolutely remarkable. The subject is starlings. No they are not pelagic birds and no they are not in Maine but I’ve observed that the people who love the Mary Day love nature. This video is really a celebration of nature.

    Check out the video at Starlings on Ot moor .

    Also if you are interested in Dylan’s sailing trip the first of his, so far, 22 videos is titled Keep Turning Left.

  221. Thanks for the video, Ed. That was amazing! I’ve seen flocks of starlings before; but nothing like that! You are correct in saying that Mary Day people love nature. We are a special group. Completely different from those who cruise on those big, energy-hogging cruise ships. Being on the Mary Day brings us closer to nature. Another great reason to spend some time in the embrace of her sails. 🙂

  222. Shades of fog. Captain, your description on fogs made me think of the thickest I have ever seen. Mt. Pisgah on the Blue Ridge Parkway. I would give it a color of woolen blanket thrown over the head. So thick you cannot see the front of your car. A 10 mph fog. A choking, disorienting, where am I fog. When you finally find the entrance to the lodge after creeping slowly along waiting for a crash from behind, you inch along till you find a parking place. Visibility no more than 20 feet around you. Then you realize you have no idea which way to walk. Follow the sounds.

  223. I love the fog. One of my favorite pictures was the one I took from the deck of the Mary Day on a very foggy afternoon. We were at a cove with a few of the other ships around us. They looked like ghost ships! The photo looks more like a black and white photo; just many shades of gray. Wish I were there now. Can’t wait until vacation time. 🙂

  224. Back in July I took a picture of what I now know is a buoy tree thanks to Captain Barry adding to my tree of knowledge. This one appears to be struggling to survive the harsh conditions where it has taken root. Upon the rocky shoreline and subjected to the tides of salt water this tree has managed to produce just one fruit, a bruised red buoy its short life on this wind torn place a difficult and dangerous one. This struggle only makes the fruit more special. Click this link to see the photo. The tree Barry recently photographed was much more sheltered and obviously in fertile ground. Nonetheless one can see in both pictures the natural beauty produced by these magnificent northern arboreal wonders.

    Ed – Just back from the Gulf of Mexico coast running from Gustav.

  225. Great post. You are obviously having a wonderful time. The crew looks absolutely beautiful and I’m sure they sounded even better. I heard them rehearsing back in July so they should have been “spot on.”

    We came through Gustav with nary a scratch. I’m hoping Ike and Josephine swing around to the northeast and blow themselves out of harms way in the mid-Atlantic. I do see that the predicted track of Hanna puts her in Camden Sunday morning. Batten down securely and ride out the blow and rain.

    Fair Winds — Ed

    PS What type of navy ship was that?

  226. Well, it certainly did rain, but it looks like it’s blown through and will be a clear day for those sailing next week to come aboard on Sunday. Nice of Hanna to blow through overnight Saturday into Sunday. Not like Hurricane Bob when we got to spend the night at the high school in the gym. Looks like good weather again, and a good week for a sail.

  227. Captains – It looks to this casual observer that the worst of the storm has passed. The radar shows the storm has moved to the northeast. The Camden Harbor webcam shows some clouds with a hint of blue sky on the horizon. I trust the Mary Day rode out the blow with her usual aplomb and that everyone boards today ready to sail.

  228. With Hurricane Ike approaching Galveston I can’t help but think about the Barque Elissa. I was reading Dr. Jeff Masters’ blog about the storm. I’ve copied a few lines to bring to everyone’s attention that Galveston and other areas of Texas are “living on the edge.”

    Ike’s storm surge
    According to the NOAA tide gauges, storm tides along the Mississippi coast peaked at about 6 feet above normal yesterday, with a 7 foot storm tide observed on the east side of New Orleans at Shell Beach in Lake Borgne. At 10 am CDT, storm tides of 5-6 feet were being seen in western Louisiana, and were 5 feet at Freeport, Texas, and 5.5 feet at Galveston. According to the latest NWS forecast from the Galveston office, we can expect the following storm surges in Texas:

    Gulf-facing coastline west of Sargent… 4 to 6 feet

    Shoreline of Matagorda Bay… 2 to 5 feet

    Gulf-facing coastline from Sargent to San Luis Pass… 12 to 15 feet

    Gulf-facing coastline San Luis Pass to High Island including Galveston Island… … 15 to 20 feet

    Shoreline of Galveston Bay…15 to 25 feet

    I hope Kendel and the other Texas friends I made during my Mary Day trip this July are safe and sound.

  229. What a week! The weather was great, the sailing terrific, and the friendship and camaraderie top-notch. We had so many reasons to celebrate: One couple’s 47th anniversary and another couple’s engagement, as well as survivors of cancers and operations. All the stress and sadness was forgotten for one week, as we sailed, ate, sang, laughed, and bonded. Thanks to all of you; Captain Barry and his awesome crew, as well as the other Mary Day Trippers for a fantastic week. And thank you, our lovely Mary Day, for your grace, beauty, and welcoming shelter. Let’s do this again next year!!!

  230. Nature reclaims her own and yet sometimes exposes reminders of our past. Down here in Alabama the affects of Hurricane Ike brought to the attention of many people a wreck long buried in the sand in the Fort Morgan area. The identity of the wreck has not been fully established but she was most likely a schooner either used in the Civil War or early in the 20th century. There are a number of on-line articles about the wreck including one from CNN. By the way the CNN headline is false, the ship did not wash ashore as a result of Ike; it was exposed by wave action from the storm. It has been under the sand for a long, long time. I’ve posted a couple of photos on Picasa.

    From the reports the ship was two masted and about 137′ long and 25′ wide.

    Viewing the pictures demonstrates that nature reclaims her own.

  231. Thanks for the recipe. I’m going to make it this week with pears. This morning, I made another of Mary’s wonderful recipes: Banana Pancakes. YUMMMMM! I froze a few batches of pancakes for future breakfasts. Today, I enjoyed them with the maple syrup that I bought from Sawyer and Courtney’s Boatique. Keep those items coming, kids. I love the honey, syrup, hand salve, and candles that you offer for sale. 🙂 War, hugs to all.

  232. Thanks for the recipe. I’m going to make it this week with pears. This morning, I made another of Mary’s wonderful recipes: Banana Pancakes. YUMMMMM! I froze a few batches of pancakes for future breakfasts. Today, I enjoyed them with the maple syrup that I bought from Sawyer and Courtney’s Boatique. Keep those items coming, kids. I love the honey, syrup, hand salve, and candles that you offer for sale. 🙂 War, hugs to all.

  233. As hurricane Kyle passes by Maine on its way to Nova Scotia I can’t help but wonder how the schooner is faring and if all the plums were picked before the winds hit.

    As always – wishing everyone the best.

    Ed

  234. Down here on the Gulf Coast we heed the predictions and hope they are wrong. We are never disappointed when the hurricane veers away turning our storm preparation efforts unnecessary. I’d much rather be prepared and not challenged than unprepared and devastated.

    So glad things worked out well.

  235. I was worried about our beautiful Mary Day, but I should have known that you would take every precaution to ensure that she is well and safe. Thanks for reassuring us. Hugs to all.

  236. Tempus Fugit. Time flies. It seems like only yesterday or 23 blog entries ago that this sailing season started. The circle of life for the Mary Day continues as she is put under wraps and must endure the dismantling, scrapping, and sanding before her new coats of paint are applied. From this arm chair sailor to the Captains and crew, thank you for another great season, may the winter be kind and next spring bring us all fair winds.

  237. Thank you Barry and hard-working crew, for a job well done, for the memories, and for enriching our lives. See you next year. Until then, we’ll have the blog to keep us up to date. Hugs, Michele

  238. Truly enjoyed our time with you again. Have a safe and great winter.

    Don Allen

    PS: Please tell Peggy that Pat found her book in my suitcase…the one with all the email addresses from the cruise and her recipe for the lobster dish!

    PPS: Never did eat that chocolate that I mistakenly took into the shower with me LOL LOL LOL!

  239. Crew and Captain, thanks so much for a great year for the schooner and good sail this year, hope to see you all next year, and you too, Don and Pat, please take care and have a nice winter.
    This blog also gives me something to look forward to, kind of like not totally leaving Camden.
    Thanks

  240. Hi,

    As I was reading your post I got thinking that it must be hard to wrap the boat up for another season…not physically hard, but emotionally hard to see another season end. I’m sure it’s not easy.

    One of these days I’m going to join you guys. You need an artist on board!

    Have a good winter.

    Brian

  241. Captains Barry and Jen,

    I have been working on the opening of my next novel. Okay, my first novel. Well, at least I’ve been giving some thought to writing here in your Blog. I’m having a Dickens of a time with the opening and thought that both of you, being well educated and experienced experiential trainers could give me a little help or inspiration. So I’ve copied the opening paragraphs of my opus and pasted them here for your comments and for all the world to see and comment upon. The working title is

    A Tale of Two Captains

    It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of sail, it was the age of diesel, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Warmth, it was the season of Cold, it was the spring of repair, it was the winter of despair, we had everything a fore us, we had nothing aft of us, we were all going direct to Camden, we were all going direct the other way – in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its wisest, trusted financiers insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.

    There were a King with a large beard, and a Martin with a freckled face, at the helm of the ship; there were a little King with red hair and a princess with a fair face, upon the rigging. It was clearer than crystal to Mary, the protector of loaves and fishes, that things in general were settled forever.

    It was the year of Our Lord two thousand eight. Spiritual revelations were conceded to New England at that favored period, as at this. Ms. Nixon had recently endured the blessed birth of Benjamin, of whom a prophetic deckhand in the Crew had heralded the sublime appearance by announcing arrangements were made for the training of the babe in marlinspike seamanship. Mere messages in the ethereal order of events had lately come to the Blog, from a congress of Maine-ish subjects in Alabama; which, strange to relate, have proved less consequential to the human race than any communications yet received through any of the networks in the Google gaggle.

    So I think I’ve gotten off to a fine start but there is just something vaguely familiar about the prose. Could it be I’ve been influenced by powers that extend across time and sea? Am I channeling the ghost of some past deeds? Is it some affect or defect of the copper in my field of thought ? Can it be, as the wise bartender once asked me when I ordered the martini, “Olive or twist?”

  242. Oh I don’t know Ed. It does sound vaguely familiar, but I love your novel debut.

    Sigh! That picture of the stars is so lovely. Living in the city, with a light post right outside my window, I have to close my room-darkening thermal drapes real tight, then don a sleep mask so that my room is dark enough to let me leep. I would love to leave the city lights behind, move to a country cottage somewhere in the wilds of Maine, and see how the stars look without competition from man-made lights.
    I’ll have to wait until next year to see them from the deck of the beautiful Mary Day.
    Nice photo Neal. Hugs from the city girl who wishes she were a country gal.

  243. Oh I don’t know Ed. It does sound vaguely familiar, but I love your novel debut.

    Sigh! That picture of the stars is so lovely. Living in the city, with a light post right outside my window, I have to close my room-darkening thermal drapes real tight, then don a sleep mask so that my room is dark enough to let me sleep. I would love to leave the city lights behind, move to a country cottage somewhere in the wilds of Maine, and see how the stars look without competition from man-made lights.
    I’ll have to wait until next year to see them from the deck of the beautiful Mary Day.
    Nice photo Neal. Hugs from the city girl who wishes she were a country gal.

  244. Dear Captain,

    You’re not slow. You’re a man. We men, when we’re young, think we are indestructible and that we can simply muscle anything. It takes a little aging, some maturity and perhaps an injury or two to make us think. That’s when we reach our prime, when we think. Necessity is the mother of invention and until we’re old enough that sheer muscle power won’t do it anymore we don’t have the need.

    I voted.

  245. I should have included in my comment the situation where young men think. Take the example of Bill Gates. As a young man he couldn’t get his muscles to do anything coordinated so he began thinking at a very early age. What did that get him? A beautiful yacht to enjoy off the coast of Maine? No. A country home with doors that don’t need to be locked? No. A barn filled with sailing paraphernalia waiting to be maintained? No. Friends from all over the country and the world who love to go sailing with him and his family? No. He just has a few billion dollars, stays locked up in some huge house in Washington, and still struggles to walk a straight line. Oh, he has lots of people who say they want to be his friend but does he know anyone who is willing to pay for the opportunity? I don’t think so. Quite the reverse, I imagine.

  246. Seeing the anchors and thinking about the weight takes me back to the first back packing expedition Ed and I took. If we did not carry an anchor it was because we could not find one available. We certainly took everything else. Our packs weighed at least 540 lbs each. Now, some 25 years later, the leg joints and spinal discs are gone. The packs gather dusk on the pegs in the attic. Having a well found ship to carry our goods, and the wind to move us along a sea level path is much easier. Now I must admit, Ed was one of the best back country cooks in the mountains, his Spam and egg omelet attracted every starving hiker and bear in the woods, but I am sure he will agree, Mary’s food is hard to beat.
    I did vote, the long lines giving visual proof of democracy at work was inspiring.

  247. Those two anchors look relaxed. They’ve done their work for the season and now sit on shore, simply looking out over the harbor and talking it over. What do they say? “Our friend gave us a nice winter coat and now we can rest comfortably and contemplate next season’s joys.”

  248. As an ancient who frequently occupies cabin 9, I will appreciate your lowering of the companionway threshold by two inches. I confess to never having noticed a difference in threshold heights but I, an awkward old coot, did trip once when leaving the port companionway. You do good in making improvements for guest ease and comfort, things like a donkey engine, better water supplies, cabin defrosters and an extended staydrys’l.

  249. Details, details. The Mason Dixon line is the line that defines the border between Pennsylvania and Maryland, an area today that a true Southerner considers to be way up in Yankee land.

    Details, details. Fall has finally arrived here in Alabama, well below the Mason Dixon line. The trees are beautiful shades of red, orange, yellow and gold. And the air conditioners have been turned off.

    Details, details. A few days ago, just before the time changed, I saw a flock of geese flying in their miraculous Vee under a canopy of cirrocumulus clouds lit from below in majestic shades of vermilion from the rising sun. The formation of geese was flying north-northwest.

    Details, details. So, the threshold on the port companionway was two inches higher than the others. Was that why you always booked Al and me there? Because we’re young, sprightly, able bodied men? Notice I didn’t write that we were rated as able bodied in fact I think we are rated as waisters.

  250. It is a rare oddity for the air temperature in Camden to be higher than in Birmingham but as I check my on-line weather site it’s 41 in Camden and 32 in Birmingham. Ya gotta love it.

  251. We had the opportunity to visit Fort Knox on one of our recent trips to Maine. My understanding was that it was built to protect the valuable timber from a possible invasion from the British. It was manned during the Civil War, but I do not believe it saw any action then. Speaking of such there is one historical note I have found to be interesting. Some historians aver that the action at Little Round Top, during the battle of Gettysburg was the turning point of the war. Little Round Top was defended by the 20th Maine, under the command of Joshua Chamberlain, who was a graduate of Bowdoin and it’s future president. The Confederate troops were the 15Alabama Regiment, under the command of Colonel William Oates, who was born in Pike County Alabama. Chamberlain was a brilliant leader and tactician. At the end of the war he was put in charge of the surrendering troops at Appomatox, but he was later criticized for his actions there, because he saluted the confederate troops as they marched past, in honor of their heroic efforts. Maybe that is why some of us feel close ties to the State of Maine.

  252. We all have so much to be thankful for… Congratulations on the birthday. P.S. My friend was ecstatic when she recieved the spiral earrings from your boatique on her birthday.

  253. Dear Barry, Thank you for the posting. We are sincerely sorry for your loss. I can imagine how great it is, as just reading this posting has brought tears. Although it is comforting to know that you and your family are carrying on her tradition with such grace. Looking forward to seeing you all this coming August, Carolyn

  254. Barry – I think the photo of you and Sawyer being sawyers is great. The photographer (Jen?) caught the falling snow and the look of concentration in both your eyes. I particularly like your hat. It makes me think of Russia.

    The photo of Nadie and Sawyer is great too. It’s so obvious in that picture and while we’re sailing that they love each other. But it sure looks like someone hit Sawyer in the head with a snow ball!

  255. It’s wintertime in the northern hemisphere and even here in Alabama the mornings are frosty. I recently learned an old nautical word. Calenture is a condition Captain Barry often claims he would suffer from if he had to work in the South.

    “Calenture: A kind of delirium caused, especially on board ship, by exposure to excessive heat.” – John Ridpath’s Home Reference Library 1898.

    “A disease incident to sailors within the tropics characterized by delirium in which the patient, it is said, fancies the sea to be green fields, and desires to leap into it.” – Sir James Murray’s New English Dictionary, 1914

    Jonathan Swift wrote in the The South Sea Project (1721):

    So, by calenture misled,
    The mariner with rapture sees,
    On the smooth ocean’s azure bed,
    Enamell’d fields and verdant trees.

    I was discussing this word with Al and he said he has suffered from calenture in Mississippi when working in a hay field he looked out over the green grass and fancied it to be the ocean and desired to jump in to find relief from the heat.

  256. In New Jersey, we too appreciate our lighthouses. I am fortunate to live directly across Barnegat Bay from Barnegat Lighthouse, fondly known as “Old Barney.” The lighthouse was designed by Lt. George G. Meade, who later became a prominent Union figure in the American Civil War. Construction began in 1856 and Barnegat Lighthouse was officially commissioned and put into service on January 1, 1859. At 172 feet, she is one of the tallest lighthouses in the United States.

    Barnegat Lighthouse remained a first-class navigational light until August 1927, when it was supplanted by the Barnegat Lightship, anchored 8 miles off the coast.

    However a lesser powered light remained operational until January 1944 when Barnegat Lighthouse was decommissioned and its light finally extinguished.

    The good news is that on January 1, 2009, the 150th anniversary of its commissioning, Barnegat Lighthouse’s newly acquired beacon will be activated, and she will again welcome travelers to the Jersey Shore.

  257. Curt – the Barnegat Lighthouse is the first one I ever saw. I was too young to remember the first time but we went to the shore several times each summer while I was growing up. When my grandfather retired he built a home in Forked River and we went down to the shore even more often. I’ve not been back to the Jersey shore since graduating from college some 38 years ago. It warms my heart to know that “Old Barney” will be lit again. Someday soon, I must make a pilgrimage back to my home state and the place where I first touched the ocean and saw my first lighthouse.

  258. Barnegat light! Brings back memories. When I lived in PA, I used to vacation at the Jersey shore. A group of us would rent a large house near old Barney. It’s been almost 30 years since I’ve visited that area too. I may have make a little pilgrimage next summer and visit Barney, as well as my old childhood haunts in Cherry Hill and Philly. I’m so happy to hear that this beautiful lighthouse will once again welcome people visiting the Jersey shore. Thanks for that bit of information Curt.

  259. Calenture from the Spanish calentura, from calentar to heat, from Latin calent-, calens, present participle of calƒìre to be warm. A more common word is caliente. I have endured that delirium on many occasions. I absolutely HATE hot weather, and have lived in the tropics and in Florida in the past. I’ll take a below zero day in New England over a calenture-inducing one any time. It’s one of the reasons why I sail at the end of the season. September is a fabulous month for sailing. Good word Ed; and a very apt description of that heat-induced feeling.

  260. Here I sit, at work, on the day after Christmas, broken hearted. I wrote him a very nice letter. I strove all year long to be a good boy. I even went to all the local department stores and visited him in person. But did Santa bring me a schooner like I wanted? NO!!! Not even a sloop or a small cat boat. Only a calendar with pictures of million dollar yachts at exotic locations. Man, that’s just pure torture.

    So I’d better make my reservations on the Mary Day to sail on my million dollar yacht for a week with 27 of my closest new friends and a few dear old friends in exotic downeast Maine.

    Happy Holidays to all and may the new year be healthy and prosperous.

  261. I know how you feel Ed. I was a very good girl all year round. I need a car BADLY, but the man in red ignored me too. Sigh! Maybe he is getting senile. Did you really check that list twice, you red-furred old goat?

    I too console myself with the fact that I made my reservation, and will be spending another memorable vacation next year with my friends. I may have to take a bus to Camden. Anyone driving through New Hampshire on the way to Camden? I’ll pay for gas. 🙂 Happy holidays and a wonderful year to all.

  262. I have heard that things are tough at the North Pole this year. They have had to restructure thier organization. The elves have been replaced with subordinate clauses. Happy Holidays!

  263. Dan, thanks for the laugh.

    Special Ed, what kind of Grinch workplace has you working the day after Christmas? I just don't understand… So sorry you didn't get the big schooner and Michele, you didn't get a brand new car.

    Maybe Paul & I will see you both 2009 on the Schooner Mary Day.

    I am dreaming of swims around the schooner, although it's a chilly thought b/c it's 20 degrees here and winds 20-40mph…

    Happy New Year to all.
    Carolyn

  264. Arrrgh cap’n! Don’t forget all that gooood cookin’. Maybe if our southern friend reads the blog, he will decide to try it.

  265. Isn’t a Rumba a little round vacuum cleaner that goes under the bed and chases dust bunnies? LOL

    My co-workers are looking at me like I’m crazy, because I’m reading your blog and laughing out loud. Thanks for bringing a bit of mirth to my afternoon break.

    Here in Manchester, we were clobbered with more than 9 inches of the white stuff, followed by very cold weather.

    Here at work, we are gearing up for end of year, which means long days that begin before 8 and end ????

    I close my eyes and dream that I am sailing on the beautiful Mary Day. Ahhhhhhhh! Smile 🙂

  266. Cap-

    Perhaps for the next schooner rendezvous at Rockland harbor you can lead a conga line of traditional schooners all sailing wing and wing while unleashing broadsides upon the unsuspecting public lining the breakwater.

    From the tee-shirt you are wearing in the photo accompanying today’s blog one might assume you have experience dancing with a fine looking woman in the moonlight!

  267. OK, folks… I have been silent up to this point but my New Years resolution is to fire back in the comments section so be careful and please don’t ask too many difficult questions. Remember, simple questions for simple minds (mine that is)!

    So Michelle… what about my rumba capabilities is so funny??? Did you know that Jen took Salsa dancing classes last fall? She tried to teach me a little but very little is what I actually learned. I just don’t have that vibrant Latino spirit. Ed, the t-shirt is from the yacht Luna Dans which our former crew member Ali worked aboard. I am glad you noticed the subtler points of the photograph. Nothing slips by you. And Dan… hail Mary!

    Thank you all for your wonderful comments.

    Best,
    Barry

  268. Barry,

    As a former student at the famed Fred Astaire dance studio in Hoover, Alabama, and former waltz and foxtrot Alabama state champion (over 40) I am not one to criticize anyone’s dancing. I do, however, have a vision of people in Maine doing Latin dances. It’s just that I can’t quite get out of my head the image of Mainers, fresh from the moose hunt, in their flannel shirts and lined Carhartts over long johns shod in LL Bean boots dancing the rumba. The idea of a lobster fisherman getting the Latin hip movements right while wearing oilskins is just too much for my meager imagination.

    Great fun though.

  269. As a Latina who has dancing in my blood, I can tell you that Ed’s vision of latin-dancing Maniacs is a funny one indeed!

    However, I love the idea of a conga-line of schooners!

    My dear captain, maybe you should first take some salsa lessons from your wife before you try leading the Rumba line.

    It is not unheard of to have dancing on board a windjammer. Check out the book, Old Zeb. However, taking into consideration the age of some of our Mary Daytrippers, I would suggest you have a chiropractor on board. 🙂

    BAILAMOS!

  270. We have in fact had many dances aboard Mary Day though more in the distant past than the recent past. I have personally called a line dance to the tune of “Oh Johnny Oh” on the quarterdeck and have seen numerous folks waltz and step dance to Mary’s accordion tunes. I have been told that Havilah “Buds” Hawkins, the schooner’s designer and first captain (for 20 years) actually designed the quarterdeck space between the wheel and the cabin so there would be room for a square dance (tight but very romantic). The folding leaves on the main cabin tables were designed to allow several couples to waltz below decks. So Ed I don’t know how to foxtrot but Jen wants lessons next time your here. Should that be main cabin or quarterdeck? By the way when I talk about Jen’s salsa lessons you need to think older clean shaven men with wire rimmed glasses wearing navy blue nylon slacks with a powder blue shirt buttoned right up to the collar, more like your dentist than the woodsy stereotypes that many of us here perpetuate because it keeps us warmer and for many other reasons we don’t even understand. Plaid wool is very cool in a GQ kinda way!

    Barry
    (Jen made me sign this one)

  271. Hey Barry,

    My cabin-mate, Anne Wood and I have a message for that man who sent you the email.

    Why don’t you reply again and tell him that we will CHALLENGE him to come on the wooden boat cruise in September?

    We will show him what a REAL cruise in MAINE is like..complete with a steel band that he can dance to !!!

    We can all don our Mary Day T-shirts, and boogie to the music, showing the other ships just what talented dancers we all are!

    We’ll even let you lead the conga line around the tables. However, you must first provide us with a certificate verifying that you have completed the Latin and Salsa dancing course offered by Jennifer Martin’s school of dance. 🙂 LOL

    Hugs to all. Bailando, siempre bailando!

  272. Barry, don’t forget the time that the passengers did the Lobsta Macarena for the talent show during Windjammer Days. Latin dancing in Maine, indeed. And the practice was on deck before the show.

  273. Brrrrrrr! We’ve been locked in ice and frigid temperatures for days. Today, we were hammered with still another snow storm.

    Still, I’ll take this weather over hot and humid (calenture) any day.

    I took the dog for a long walk at 5 AM. The snow was swirling around us, and we were making the first tracks on the freshly-fallen blanket of white. It was so quiet and peaceful outside. I felt like we had the world to ourselves.

    It has also been a great day to spend it cozy and warm inside; baking, making a pot of soup, and curling up with the dog for a nice nap. Cocooning – what a lovely way to spend a lazy Sunday.

    I send warm hugs to all. 🙂

  274. Lobsta Macarena! What an idea! What have I been missing!? Maybe this could be a regular at the picnic on the beach!

  275. Thank you for that lovely trip down Mary Day Memory Lane. 🙂

    Happy Birthday to a spectacular pair of Marys.

    To the beautiful Mary Day, may you continue to grace the waters of Penobscot Bay with your majestic presence.

    To our award-winnning cook Mary, you are our Hestia – Greek goddess of the hearth fire.
    You keep the fires burning that keep us warm, provide us with hot water for our showers, and, most important, feed us.
    Your presence is constant; from that first mug of coffee that warms our hands when we wake up, to the mouth-watering dessert we savor, also on deck, at the end of the day.

    Mary Day cradles us and guides us through the water, and Mary keeps us nourished and warm throughout our voyage.

    Hail Mary, Hail Mary – May they both continue to enrich our lives with their presence for many years to come.

  276. Hi Michelle,

    You are welcome for the trip down memeory lane. Remember all those photos you take today will some day be posted on here by Sawyer and Courtney as I sit on the edge of the harbor in my wheel chair (or maybe on the bottom of the harbor in my straight jacket). drooling on myself and thinking of very happy times as I watch Mary Day leave for yet another cruise. Hopefully Mary will still be commanding the woodstove and causing passengers to drool.

    Stay warm deah!

    Barry

  277. I’m not aware that there are any wild Alabama groundhogs. You see I don’t trust the prognostications of tame groundhogs or even groundhogs in a zoo. What do they know about real life? But if there is a wild groundhog out there he/she couldn’t see his/her shadow today. It is raining across much of the state and about 50 degrees so maybe we will have an early spring. In my backyard the first daffodils of the spring are starting to bloom. The bulbs have been sending up their shoots since early January.

  278. The groundhogs are a rather unreliable bunch. They can’t seem to agree on anything! Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow yesterday and predicted another 6 weeks of winter. However, in New York, Charles G Hogg, did not see his shadow. He also ungraciously bit Mayor Bloomberg. Ed, I would say that his behavior is more like that of a wild animal than a tame one. Then again, maybe it was just your average New York attitude. LOL. I would love to see daffodils and tulips somewhere other than in a florist shop. Right now, all we see is a lot of dirty snow. Let’s hear it for spring, groundhogs, seals, and the eternal cycle of nature. Thanks for the great pictures. Hugs to all.

  279. I was looking at the large version of the seal photograph. One of the amazing things about that amazing photo Jen took is the reflection in the wavelet of the side of the seal’s head. That reflection is as clear and sharp as the portion of the photo that is the side of the seal’s head. To have captured that wavelet at its peak just as it was standing still capturing the sunlight at the angle to create that perfect reflection. I knew Jen was good but that good!?

    PS Wednesday 2/4 temperatures in the teens in parts of Alabama. I hope my daffodils survive.

  280. Good morning Ed, Lois, and Michelle,

    Thanks for your comments. Ed….. Jen is that good!! We were driving down our road yesterday and had a bald eagle cross the road in front of us and land in a tree just a few yards away. After what had been a stressful mroning we ran home to get the camera and came to take a few shots with our big lens. The restorative effects of being so close to such a maginficent creature was remarkable. Jen just has a way of being in the right place at the right time. Jen once caught a picture of the breath of a blue jay on an incredibly cold morning here. That was back in the days of film and goodness knows where it is but I will never forget it. By the way, Jen wants you to know that the crocuses are almost in bloom here. They sit in a little pot by the door.

    You folks down south stay warm. Bruce and I were working on the sawmill in just long sleeved shirts on Monday. It was close to 35 degrees. A heat wave by Maine standards. Thankfully things have cooled off and snow is falling this morning. As Michelle points out groundhogs in different places all have different weather predictions. Turns out I did finally see my shadow on Monday for about 3 seconds of an otherwise overcast day. Now what do I do? Should I order more firewood?

    Be well. Do good.

    Barry

  281. Barry, considering yesterday’s snowfall and today’s single-digit temperatures, I would advise you to get more firewood. Here in New England winter is far from over!
    Whatever you do, please don’t follow Long Island Charles’s example and bite anyone! I don’t want to have to read about you in the papers! LOL

    Jenn, you are such a multi-talented lady! Your pictures are a real treat.

    Hugs to all. Stay warm.

  282. Great snow person.

    Thanks for the recipe. I’ll be trying this one soon. Most of my co-workers are die-hard chocoholics.

    On board the Mary Day, not only are we treated to Mary’s dessert, we get a chocolate bar on our bunks, along with other goodies. It’s like staying at a luxury hotel that moves. 🙂

    Happy Valentine’s day to all!

  283. The recipe sounds great and I plan on baking it tonight for Sarah. One question, just how large are the 4 chocolate bars that get melted with the shortening? Do I use milk chocolate, dark, semi-sweet, baker’s ???

    I think I’ll make a simple chocolate ganache for the topping. You can’t really go wrong with some good chocolate and cream.

  284. Hi All (or is it Hey Y’all)

    OK Ed, to answer your question… 4 regular 1.55 oz milk chocolate bars… like the ones made in Hershey, PA, not that we are advocating any particular brand. Now you could use dark chocolate… that is my personal favorite. Jen and the kids prefer milk chocolate. Jen says don’t over engineer this recipe. Just put the chocolate right to it until it can’t take anymore.

    Michelle, don’t tell too many people how good it is. We are running out of room for the 2012 season already. If people find out how good the food is we’ll have a stampede on our hands. But it is more like flying first class than some might think. I have been told the ratio of passengers to heads is the same on the schooner as first class on most planes. Ain’t that something!

    And yes Dan… happy valentines day to one and all. Some of you might know that Jen was collecting heart shaped rocks last summer at each beach she would stroll. All of them had to fit in the palm of her hand and they are all now glued to the edge of her bunk rail aboard the schooner. So for those who might feel a little pessimistic about the Hallmark quality of this holiday Jen has found a way to celebrate the heart all year long as only nature can create and polish something so enduring.

    Be well….. Do good.

    Barry

  285. I love the idea of celebrating the heart all year long. Why wait for Valentine’s day? Why not show our love all the time?

    Ok, Barry, I’ll try not to rapsodize too much about the cooking, but it’s very hard not to go on and on about the fabulous experience aboard the Mary Day. It’s not just the food, it’s the laughter, the camaraderie, the breath-taking beauty of Maine. It’s feeling all snug and happy in your bunk, and rising to another fantastic day, it’s the lobster bake, and the last dinner, the music and the songs, the giggles and the jokes. And it’s knowing that you will be joining your friends again the following year. Sailing on the Mary Day is highly addictive. That is why you are running out of room. You have too many “repeat offenders” LOL

    Hugs to all and a heart full of love to the beautiful Mary Day.

  286. I made the brownies for Sarah as part of her Valentine’s Day present. I must admit however, that I chose to make a bittersweet chocolate ganache for the topping. It went over great. The best brownies I’ve ever had which is too bad because I really don’t need to be eating brownies.

    Thanks for a great recipe.

  287. I was happy to read that the bees are alive and well and busy doing their spring cleaning. That means we can look forward to more of their delicious honey being sold at the kids boutique. I love that honey. It’s delicious! I also love the hand salve that I buy every year. I wonder what other nice items the “kinglets” will be selling onboard this year? Hugs to all.

  288. Hi Michelle,

    Just you wait and see what Jen and the kids have been up to this winter. It is absolutely beautiful and I will blog on it as soon as there are a few more pieces to display. I am blown away by what they are creating… but I am biased. I will let you judge for yourself. Be patient… all will be revealed in good time.

    Be well. Good good. Have fun in the snow tomorrow. Nighty night!

    Barry

  289. I just hope there are enough things left by the end of the season. One problem with taking the late sails is that supplies at the Boatique are limited. 🙁

    I can’t wait to see what they are creating. A few years ago, they were selling beautiful earrings. I bought two pairs to give as Christmas gifts and could kick myself for not getting a pair for myself. These were original works of art!

    Will you be selling the candles? I just ran out, and I really liked them, especially the Lavender one.

    Looking forward to some great sailing and shopping this year.

  290. Ed the word guy here – Ice Flows or Ice Floes? When the ice floe flows out with the currents the floes flow slow.

    floe
    ‚ÄÇ ‚ÄÇ
    –noun
    1. Also called ice floe. a sheet of floating ice, chiefly on the surface of the sea, smaller than an ice field.
    2. a detached floating portion of such a sheet.

  291. Once again Ed, you have hit the nail on the head. I was wondering if anyone saw my choice of words for what they were. Ice in the strictest sense does not flow. It is frozen. And when I was a kid I used to float around the harbor on ice floes. (No one ever accused me of being smart!) My choice of words in this blog was quite purposeful. The ice in the harbor changes everyday. It gets thinner and thicker, solid and broken and yes does flow in a sense on the current generated by the waterfall out of the inner harbor. So when I used the word “flow” in this blog I was really marveling at how the ice changes so dramatically. Even the ice carvings in the park are much different than when they started.

    So Ed, thank you for keeping me honest and looking for the deeper meaning in what this blog is about. There is much more going on in my small mind than I ever let on. It really is easier on everyone concerned if I keep it that way. I suspect Ed that you also see the world on so many different levels and that is the joy of this world of windjammers. I meet so many cool folks each summer that all have a different take on reality. As you know from photography, 10 people can take a picture of the same flower and come up with something different. And we wonder why 10 people can sit in the same meeting and come away with 10 different interpretations of what was said. Which makes me think that the chairman of board doesn’t run the company. The person taking the meeting’s minutes does! And on that note I will go back to sitting on my hands so that I can’t do any more damage to the internet.

    Have a great day. Be well. Do good.

  292. Cap – I’m writing to you tonight from Orlando. Home to Mickey, Donald, Pluto and for me, anyway, a couple of days of work. A friend and I went to the Kennedy Space Center this afternoon. High tech and brute force are the watchwords for NASA. They use high tech to control the explosive brute force created by burning liguid hydrogen (fuel) and liquid oxygen (oxidizer) through a set of nozzles. This brute force was used to propel man into space beyond earth’s gravitation and on to the moon. Today the same elementary forces are used to move the massive space shuttle into earth orbit.

    There was a time, not so long ago in the history of man, when wind was the natural force that men harnessed to travel long distances. Sailing ships carried men and women to places that could not be reached by land. The travellers in those days depended upon the vagaries of nature to supply the wind. The sailors used all available technology to control their ships to sail where they wanted to go. They used the sun, moon and stars to guide them. Today we use artificial moons to guide us to our destinations. Navies in the 17th and 18th centuries harnessed the power of combustion through the use of gunpowder where the charcoal and sulfur served as fuel and the potassium nitrate as the oxydizer. The cannons used the gunpowder to propel iron balls against the enemies. It wasn’t until the 20th century that controlled explosions were used to propel ships instead of weapons.

    What’s my point? It seems to me that for all of our modern technology we still depend on mother nature and the “natural resources” of our home planet to provide all of our energy needs. Whether it’s coal, oil or gas to fuel our power plants, or gasoline for our cars, no matter if it’s liquid hydrogen to boost men into space or the wind in our sails aboard a schooner we depend upon Mother Earth for eveything. Let’s all wisely use the gifts she provides and keep our planet healthy.

    PS – needless to say but no snow here in Orlando!

  293. Thanks for the lovely blog. I also enjoyed the previous blog and Ed’s comment about caring for nature. Regarding moving slowly, I’ll take a windjammer any day over a machine-driven vehicle. I work for a software company where everything has to be done yesterday, and multitasking is the only way to get the job done. After being surrounded by high-speed technology 24/7, it is a such a wonderful relief to board the Mary Day and, for one blissful week, just sail away, in no big hurry. My yearly trip is what keeps me (relatively) sane. Thoreau would have loved the Mary Day. 🙂 Hugs to all.

  294. I don’t think I have ever had an outdoor experience to compare with the peace and tranquility after a deep snowfall. The birds have stopped singing, the insects are silent, eveything that moves is muffled by the snow.

    After enjoying that peace for a few minutes my Dad would open the front door and yell, “Hey Fritz, when are you gonna get the driveway shovelled?” Then I would begin to hear the grind of the shovel against the driveway pavement.

  295. Hee hee. Ed, you just brought back memories from my childhood! LOL The sound of shovels scraping on the sidewalk has been replaced by the roar of the snowblower, and kids no longer earn money by shovelling your walk.

    If you are feeling nostalgic, come on up! Right now, we are in the middle of a Nor’easter which has already dumped over a foot of snow in NH, and it’s still coming down at the rate of 1-2 inches per hr. Our office is closed today, so we are all working from home. Thank God for modern technology! I don’t have to take time off without pay, or kill myself trying to get to work. I can work from the comfort of my home, wearing sweats and bunny slippers, while my pooch lies next to my desk, curled up in his bed. To all you readers weathering this nasty storm, please stay safe and warm. Abrazos. 3/2/09 – 8 AM

  296. Here in the “Heart of Dixie” we had a snowstorm Sunday. Up to 5″ fell overnight and into the late morning. About 1:00 pm the sun came out and melted it all away. So a great snow. Kids throughout the area got to throw some snowballs and build snowmen. The snow never accumulated on roads so their Moms and Dads had no problems. Then Monday came and everybody went to work and school.

  297. Drew – Welcome to the Schooner Mary Day extended family. It is a special honor to be mentioned in the Captain’s Blog an honor bequeathed on only the most able seamen (insert smiley emoticon here if I was an emoticon kind of guy). I look forward to sailing with you this summer. Enjoy what’s left to the winter in Maine. Barry tells me the Maine winters are great but I know the summers are even better, if for no other reason than it’s the sailing season.

  298. Fresh, Maine maple syrup and Mary’s pancakes: the perfect marriage. Just thinking about breakfast on the Mary Day makes me hungry. 🙂

  299. Bet you got some more snow after the warm weekend, but it sure is getting to be spring and sugar season. I put that sweet maple juice in my oatmeal when I have it, all winter long.

    Tom

  300. At my place, it is the Full Dog Grooming moon. I’m getting ready to take my dog to the groomer for “spring cleaning.” Right now he looks like a matted, dirty dust bunny. Once he is shaved and shampooed, he will become a lean, clean barking machine. He looks so skinny without all that fur! I wish I could get a haircut and return from the beauty parlor looking skinner. LOL

  301. Being a Yankee in King Cotton’s court I don’t know what the true sons of Dixie call the last full moon of winter. I was outside on the night the moon was full. The white flowers on the Bradford Pear trees seemed to glow opalescent. The red blooms on the Redbud trees seemed darker and maybe even a little sinister. I will call it the Flowering Tree Moon.

  302. You are a very poetic Yankee, Ed. That sounds truly lovely. Whatever we call the moon, and wherever we may be, it is a wondrous thing to see when it is full. Up here in chilly New England, the last full moon of winter brings hope and the promise of spring. And of course, anticipation of SAILING SEASON! 😉

  303. Just an update for those on the wooden boat cruise last Sept. The engagement between Cecilia and Allen took. We were married on March the 7th.
    Looking forward to much happy sailing.
    Allen

  304. Hooray Allen & Cecilia! It was so special to have you both aboard last summer during a very special moment. And now to hear that wedding bells have rung! May they ring proud and loud for many years to come.

    Did you know that many folks celebrate their 50th anniversary on the Mary Day? We hope to see you sooner! Enjoy!

  305. Cecilia and Allen – Congratulations! Felicitaciones! This is wonderful news! I thought your engagement during the cruise was very romantic. Many years of smooth sailing along the ocean of life. I hope we see you soon aboard the beautiful Mary Day. Abrazos

  306. Welcome home Captain. As a frequent flyer I was wondering if the recent paucity of blog entries meant you were in Galveston. I was also concerned about the fate of the Elissa. A visit to the Texas Seaport Museum website left me somewhat assured that she survived Hurricane Ike.

    I certainly look forward to learning more about this year’s fit-out and getting to know the crew. Of course what I am really looking forward to is July and my week aboard the Mary Day.

  307. I came across a blog that had a link to a video clip by the sailmaker for the Elissa. I understand that the fore lower topsail was severely damaged by Hurricane Ike and had to be replaced. The video showed some of the work that goes into making a sail. Even with modern sewing machines it is a very laborious process. The total time to make the sail was about three weeks.

  308. Here is the link to the Blog and video Al mentioned. Fred LeBlanc’s blog has the video.

    This makes me even more appreciative of the effort that went into ship building and sail making before the advent of mechanized equipment. It is difficult for me to imagine hand sawing logs to create the planks used to build a hull for a 70 gun ship of the line more than 150 feet long. Then there are the masts, anchors, miles of line of all sorts and sizes, and acres of sail. All made with what today we consider very rudimentary machines powered by men and perhaps animals.

  309. Hi Ed and Al,

    I appreciate your thoughts. The phrase “wooden ships and iron men” comes to mind. Sailors were a heck of a lot physically tougher way back when. Elissa sailed around the world with 18 people. The Coast Guard mandates a crew of 40 nowadays. So times are different but don’t read judgement into that comment. People are what people have always been. At our best we are kind and compassionate to each during challenging times. Galveston and the surrounding areas were absolutely devastated by Hurricane Ike. I heard the statistic that 60% of the island businesses still have not rebuilt and may be a long time returning. Check out this link to see what happened to the Bolivar Peninsula: http://coastal.er.usgs.gov/hurricanes/ike/photo-comparisons/bolivar.html. To see how the volunteers and community have rallied to bring Galveston and Elissa back to life is so heart warming. All this energy generated around a ship. One might think it a frivolous waste when so many are still displaced from their home. But 20,000 people hours of volunteer time speaks of inspiration beyond what any boat can create. It speaks of the people and the community that surrounds the boat… not the boat itself. Comments I hear when I get back home suggest that I was somehow on a vacation and not engaged in something far larger than myself. Well, as those of you who have committed your life to anything beyond yourself ( a relationship, a community, or any cause that brings no great monetary reward) know, the reward is intangible and unfathomable. I am only in Galveston a few weeks a year so I am not really a deep part of the community but I do admire and am inspired by the volunteers and staff of GHF and TSM. They are good people keeping alive a wonderful ship and its history and in that effort keeping alive the reverence for community that makes our human experience so wonderful. I am sorry that any community is valued through the magnifying glass of catastrophe.

    We lost a young fire fighter on my department the day before I left for TX. I missed his funeral at the fire station where over 500 people filled the truck bays and poured out the apron to the street in honor of a happy young man whose candle was snuffed out before anyone ever expected. His was one fire none of us ever wanted to see put out. But in his wake, like the wake of a ship, or the wake of a hurricane, we will heal ourselves and I hope we live our lives with just a little more reverence and compassion for each other and our communities.

    I am some glad to be home.

    Be well. Do good. Enjoy your community.

    Barry

  310. Great pictures of the crew tarring the rigging. A couple of questions though. In the narrative it states, “…mixture of pine tar and boiled linseed oil with a dollop (approximately 3.274186 ounces per gallon of mix, give or take a drop)…” If the dollop was 3.141592 ounces then it would be a dollop of pi. But it wasn’t pi so a dollop of what?

    Second question. The photo of the crew standing in the standing rigging is great. But how did they get there? Surely they didn’t climb out on top of the cocoon? I’m sure this crew is special but can they fly? Did you use your helicopter to maneuver each person into place? How did they get off the rigging or are they stuck there until the cover comes off? Surely not a dive into Camden Harbor.

  311. How nice to see our beautiful Mary Day getting primped for her season debut. She looks like a caterpillar in her cocoon, waiting to turn into the butterfly of Camden harbor. I’m so looking forward to meeting the crew members who are lovingly tending to her needs. Great pics, Barry. Glad to have you back home.

  312. Hi Folks,

    Sorry about that typo Ed. Good catch. I think I fixed it. It was supposed to be a dollop of varnish. That gives the tar mix a little bit of hardness after it kicks. Now as for the crew getting in and out of the rig. I kinda just want to leave this one a mystery. It is magic, aka smoke and mirrors. Actually we get in to the main rig from the access doors already provided and due to the beauty of shrink wrap we can cut access doors at the fore shrouds and tape them closed when we are finished. Shrink wrap tape had a tenacity that duct tape would envy.

    A light snow this morning reminds us that spring has its temperature tantrums.

    Have a great day. Be well. Do good.
    Barry

  313. Hey, I just realized this whole entry could have been titled: “Rigging the Tar for Tarring the Rig”.
    How much rig can a rig tarrer tar if the tar rigger can’t rig tar? Ok, so it is a slow afternoon.

  314. Perhaps a short identification… if you have any time: In the ‘sitting at the dock’ photo, the starboard bow planks seem to have something akin to red stripes that look like they disappear amidships. Is the ‘color’ caulk, fancy packing or racing stripes done in the cold, cold rain at the end of an 18 hour day?

    Apart from the ‘stripes’, the rest of the paint job looks too good to get wet… but then, to what common sense end would keeping a schooner out of its element serve?

    Thanks, and great sailing!
    POC

  315. Thanks for your comment and keen sense of observation. The red stripes are a special marine red (actually bright orange) primer that we use on bare wood. That gets painted over with a white primer and ultimately our pearl gray. We never seem to have enough time to do all the painting we wish. Fitting out a schooner in the outdoors is very different than painting under cover. We work the sunny days… no matter how few we get. This past week was a real challenge. We are off the railway and back in Camden.

    Have a great day. Be well. Do good.

  316. I assume your ca. 1930 Herreshoff livery tender is the boat better known to Mary Day passengers as “Rosie.” Where does the term “livery tender” come from?

    You sail a week from Saturday. Only seven days now but I’m still counting the days until July.

  317. Have a good season, have some fun, make some money, and make some friends. Thanks for the hard work played out to keep the Mary Day in such pristine condition for us to enjoy. Thanks for the Tomato Bisque recipe, made for a good supper with a grilled cheese sandwich, it’s about 48degrees outside.

    146 days till sail, but who’s counting!

    “Livery” is old English referring to something that is “attached” to something else in it’s service, delivering services or material, (one reference). A livery stable has work horses belonging to a specific thing or company which bear the company logo. (One reference.)

  318. As of this moment (10:34 am CDT May 19, 2009) 47 days, 5 hours, 24 minutes, 27, 26, 25 seconds and counting. But I’m not wishing my life away. Plenty of other stuff to do – it’s just not on the Mary Day.

  319. My how time flies. It has been a while sice I checked your blog. Amazing to see all that you have accomplished in the last few weeks.
    Good to see Rosey under sail. Fond memories return of my first acquaintance with her last summer.

  320. Wow! What a lovely first sail of the season! A wedding, good sailing, and, as always, Mary’s great food! Sigh! I have to wait until September for my sail. Maybe I’ll have to consider going on that first sail one of these years. 🙂
    Mary Day, you look more beautiful than ever. All that loving, tender care paid off. Hugs to all.

  321. From my vantage point here in the sunny summery south it looks like everyone was well pleased that the sun finally came out.

    If I can remember back to the 8th grade I think the closest I came to a trip aboard a schooner was a half day on a party boat fishing for fluke in Long Island Sound. I'm not complaining – that trip is one of my fondest memories of my time with my Grandfather.

    I think those kids had a great adventure I know I won't let rain spoil my time aboard.

    I've got a countdown calendar on my computer desktop which shows I've got only 31 more days until I board. I expect Maine weather when I'm in Maine so have it ready for me. Wet, dry, sunny, cold – I'll be prepared.

    Don't tell the crew too much about me or they might desert to Mt. Desert Rock.

  322. Absolutely beautiful. Your current trip has me longing for my turn. I did not need anything else to remind me of how much I'm looking forward to Independence Day.

    Sailing off the anchor is always preferred. The ideal trip for me would have Arno only in the water going out of and into Camden harbor and perhaps for some trips ashore but never needed to push the schooner. On my ideal sail the wind and the tides would provide all the motive power we need.

    Fair Winds – Ed

  323. I really like the third picture. The white of the mainsheet (looks like a new one)against the off white of the rocks, and the clean white of the boom end with the white shading on the light house, an almost perfect blue sky, and then the green of the trees. Great shot.

  324. We have been reviewing the sensory delights that flood our memory from the last four days. What a sail! Perhaps routine for you and the crew, but we feel truly blessed to have experienced it. Thank you for sharing your patient knowledge with all and letting me try my hand at the wheel.

    Regards, Joshua & Kristin

  325. That is amazing. Probably, one of their friends who migrates south told the birds "you just have to get up to Maine and see this beautiful ship called the Mary Day." 😉
    Fair winds and good sailing to all.
    Abrazos.

  326. Cap – By now you should know how much rare birds from the South (like Al and me) love to visit Maine in the summer to spend time on the water enjoying the cool spring and summer weather.

  327. GOOOOO DADDY! Wish we were there!!!
    Congrats to all the clan on board!
    We miss you all and will see you soon.
    Love
    Jen, Sawyer & Nadie

    PS. Dad, I got the baby skunk….just picked it up and took it to the swamp. Hurry Home, Mom's worried what I'll do next.Sawyer

  328. The winds were fair but light for the elegant Mary Day. But hold on crew because Ed will be there Sunday. I received the following missive directing my actions:

    "The Right Honourable Barry King by leave of her Royal Majesty Queen Jen, Master of the Schooner Mary Day and Commander of the Penobscot Bay fleet etc., etc.

    You are hereby required and directed to proceed on board the Mary Day and take upon you the Charge of Passenger and Waister willing and requiring of all Ships officers, crew and passengers belonging to said Schooner to behave themselves in the several Employments with all due Respect and Obedience to the Commander. Hereof nor you nor any of you may fail as you will answer the contrary to your peril."

    (With apologies to the late Patrick O'Brian.)

    I have engaged the fastest coach available with a team of fine horses to speed my way from the southland to the great port of Camden so that I may take up my warrant and sail.

  329. Alabama Ed here commenting from beautiful Camden Maine. Fresh off the boat this morning after a great week sailing. Yes, we had some cold and some rain (and three days of sun) but this is Maine after all. It sure beats sitting in the office with the air conditioned temperature at 68 degrees. I got to use my foul weather gear and experience real sailing.

    Barry, while lounging in Arno playing his guitar, did ask me to include in my next entry a comment about how he works so hard to captain the schooner and how he toils all day long sweating upon the decks as he struggles to keep our favorite schooner afloat.

    Is that good enough Barry? Did I get the wording just like you wanted it?

    We had a great trip, the boat was as beautiful as ever, Mary's cooking led me to over eat, and the crew kept us on an even keel with everything ship shape. New for me this trip was Frenchboro and Chastine both great places to see. So thanks again to the Captain and crew for a great week sailing.

    PS – To the guests on this week's trip. After I get home to Alabama I will post, on Picasa, most of the pictures I took this week and post a link in a future comment. I invite you to do likewise. I hope everyone got home safely and is still relaxed.

  330. Ed, your post make me yearn for the summer to be over already!Come September, I'll be saying hello to the beautiful Mary Day.
    As for Barry, we all know how hard he and his crew work to keep our favorite schooner afloat. It is always obvious that the love and care for the Mary Day as well as the concern for the comfort of the passengers are first and foremost on the minds of the captain and wonderful crew.
    As for Mary's incredible cooking, I've been trying to diet (not much success) because I know that overeating is a given during that week.
    You are so right Ed, sailing on the Mary Day sure beats sitting in an office. A stormy day at sea in Maine is always preferable to a sunny day seen through the windows of an office.
    I have been to Frenchboro, but never to Castine. I've heard it's a very pretty town. How about it Barry, do you think we could stop there after the Rendezvous? I know, I know; we go wherever the wind takes us, with no itinerary. It doesn't matter. As long as I am on my favorite ship, eating Mary's delicious food, and seeing my friends again, you can take me wherever you want.
    Abrazos a todos 🙂

  331. I just re-read my comment. I guess a guy from Alabama should not be expected to know that the beautiful historic town in Maine is Castine not Chastine. However, I walked for over an hour through that lovely town and the proper name should have registered in my brain. Perhaps I was waterlogged from too much Maine rain.

  332. A bit of pride, a lot of friendship and any breeze at all will take one far. Who'd a thunk it so many years ago. Thank you.

  333. I will never forget my week aboard for the "Wooden Boat Course" several years ago. While I have forgotten too much of what I learned the experience was fantastic. I have given serious thought to doing it again.

    I hope everyone aboard has a great time and learns all about sailing the Mary Day.

  334. I would love to take the wooden boat course, but unfortunately, the company I work for has an end-of-quarter in July. Not only are we not allowed to take any time off during the last two weeks of July; we have to put in many hours of overtime. On a positive note, I use my OT $ to pay for my trip and for spending money when I go to Maine. 🙂

    Maybe when I retire, if I'm not too old and decrepit, I can take this course. Sure looks like a wonderful experience.

    Abrazos from the land of overtime.

  335. Eve'n Cap't,

    I'm home; showered, fed, wet clothes in the tub, just sitting here relishing our six day adventure aboard your schooner. Trying, as you reminded us, to savior the moment and not let reality creep upon us too quickly

    It was a magnificent experience, filled with both small moments that we shared with our 20+ new friends as well as once in a lifetime (hope not) opportunities to sail the way it was done over two hundred years ago.

    Your love of the ocean and your willingness to share not just your boat, but also your knowledge of the sea, made this trip one of the best (working) vacations I have ever had.

    I'm looking forward to viewing my several hundred pictures and receiving same from many shipmates.

    Thanks again to you, your hard working crew and Schooner Mary Day for enriching my life.

    Bill Cavanagh

  336. Looks like you had a terrific week. Congratulations to all the intrepid new sailors. I'm sure it was the experience of a lifetime.

    Of course, they had a tremendous advantage over the sailors of yore. They had Mary's incomparable cooking!

  337. Fun is good. I am glad to hear that you are having lots of it. If you were'nt I would be worried. Hopefully, I will be joining you on Sunday and the fun won't end when I get there!

  338. Morn'n Capt.,

    Bill Cavanagh here(Wooden Boat course), three hours out of Rockland having sailed overnight from Boston on a throughly modern sloop (wireless card in hand). I'm glad to be back in Maine and to have 11 days ahead of us to poke around some of the places you showed us and perhaps find a few on our own.

    We'll keep a lookout for the Mary Day and send you our best.

    Bill

  339. More than very good, Windjammin is the best way to spend vacation time. I am counting the days. Please reserve a few sunny, breezy days for us. See you soon! Abrazos, Michele B. 🙂

  340. Hi capt! I am enjoying every piece of wrighting! Sounds like a lot great expieriances. But with how many crew members are you pulling this of? And do you have a group photo of the crew? I like to see you all. Tnxs for al the nice stories.

    Brit.

  341. Thanks to you – the crew, for everything you do…and to the awesome mess for keeping the good food rolling apace with the good times.

  342. I have had a good omen. When I turned to the new month in the calendar that hangs near me on the wall, I was struck with a sudden sense of famaliarity. I had been there before. The caption mentioned a certain island somewhere off the Maine coast. The picture showed a peaceful scene of a secluded cove, where I know from personal experience you can get a great view of the moonrise over Cadillac Mountain. See you soon, only a few weeks from now.

  343. I was re-reading my Autumn 2008 copy of Sea History, (Great mag. for sea history), when I came across the answer to all the people who ask me why I sail on the Mary Day, it's by Emily Dickinson.

    "Exultation Is The Going"

    Exultation is the going
    Of an inland soul to sea,
    Past the houses, past the headlands,
    Into deep eternity!

    Bred as we, amoung the mountains,
    Can the sailor understand
    The devine intoxication
    Of the first league out from land?

  344. Hmmm – Let me see, the last time I was begged to eat more lobster would have been July 9, 2009 on Sheep's Island where we had a lunch-time picnic. I wrote in my personal log that I ate four lobsters and six extra claws. It's now almost two months later and I'm still trying to work off those last two extra claws.

    The ISS is scheduled to pass over us here in central Alabama Monday night with about 5 minutes of visibility. With a little luck the sky will be clear and my camera can record the event.

  345. An article in my favorite astronomy website, mentions that as the ISS nears completion, it will be visible in the daytime, depending on the location of the Sun. I wonder if they have lobster on the ISS. Probably freeze dried or maybe lobster paste.

  346. Hi Ed and Al,

    Hope all is cool down there in the sunny south. As always it is great to hear from you. Ed, as I recall the last time you were here we also threw in a couple of additional fog days at no extra charge. This crowd is demanding a weather refund. They claim they have not see the full range of Maine weather as advertised in the brochure. We are refunding double their money on the weather surcharge. I sure hope we get some rain soon. The 3 inches we have received each of the last two weekends is barely keeping up with the evaporative effect of weeks like this.

    You two behave… Be well. Do good.

  347. Cap – As I recall we experienced nearly the full Maine weather spectrum back in July. I got to wear my rain gear over my tee shirt, flannel shirt, wool sweater, and "Wooden Boat" sailing shirt. Even thus attired I shivered. I was holding my Mary Day fleece in reserve in case it really got cold in the wind and rain. Two days later we were in shorts and tee shirts. I forgot my sun screen and got almost as red as the lobsters we ate. The only weather we missed was snow and ice (we did get some great ice cream though).

    Most folks don't understand why I think sailing on a cold, windy, rainy day is fun. If they don't get it then they don't get sailing and they don't get Maine. To me it's all part of the package. I know Al will appreciate all the weather when he is aboard later this month.

    By the way, I don't get to see Al much anymore. I up and retired from our common place of employment about a month ago. Al and all the folks I trained are keeping the lights on. I wish I could say I've accomplished a great deal on my boat project but progress is slow. I know I can't do it but I seem to be trying for perfection building this boat.

    Fair winds – Ed

  348. Those extra claws will get you every time. I'm still trying to work off the lobster I ate on my first trip, back in 2001! LOL
    Lately, we've had some chilly days here in NH. My co-worker, a Brazilian who is always cold, told me one day that she got out of bed and thought "Michele must be crazy to want to go sailing in this weather." You're right Ed, they just don't get it. Can't wait to see the beautiful Mary Day on Sunday the 13. Barry, save some of that weather mix for me! 🙂

  349. Well I think the last time I was "forced" to eat more lobster than I would usually do, (one), was last late September, forget the specific place but do remember it was a nice evening. Ate three lobsters, Capt. Barry has a way with persuasion. The next time I'm looking forward to being "forced" to eat more lobster will be in about 33 or 34 days and I'm so looking forward to that day.

  350. What an awesome picture! I love it. At first I thought maybe Rob was up there for a little night repair. But no, it was pure photography. Well, it's time to change my desktop background here at work. The fleet rafted together has been floating around on my desk for a couple of months, now we'll take a night voyage.

    Wishing you a lovely month!
    – Dotsie

  351. Well, what a wonderful birthday gift to check up on the blog and find not one, not two, but three new posts! Nice picture of Barry and Earl, meeting Earl this trip was a real treat. Earl is a neat person, with a fascinating story. Well, I'm 64 today and I wish I were sailing on the Mafy Day but it's a fine sunny day here in NH and I have three fine cats and my loving wife to share it with so I have nothing to complain about.

  352. That night picture of the fireworks is just crazy awesome, how does Jim keep doing that, this one is going up on the wall. Thanks Jim for all the photos you have contributed.

  353. Hi Tom and Anon,

    You should visit Jim Dugan's blog at his website jimdugan.com. He has a great slide show with 29 images of windjammer festival. Particularly the fireworks shots and the masthead shots. Very very cool!

  354. In a comment on a previous post I said that the space station was to come into view tonight (9/7) here in the Birmingham area. The sky and weather cooperated and we had a great view of that marvelous ship in the sky. It is astonishing to think that in my short lifetime I've witnessed the first often futile attempts to launch a man-made satellite into orbit followed by the successful Mercury, Gemini and Apollo missions which ultimately led to men walking on the moon. I do remember where I was and what I was doing when the three Apollo astronauts died in the fire. I cried.

    The space shuttle is but a sailing ship that gets a great big nudge to leave home port and sails around until it glides back to port.

    The International Space Station is an awe inspiring achievement. Men and women living and working in space for months at a time was a nearly inconceivable dream when I was a kid.

    How far we have come since the heyday of ships sailing the oceans of Earth. Yet in many ways the ISS is like the ships that carried the explorers from Europe across oceans. At sea for many months having to be self-reliant and venturing into the unknown.

  355. Cap – As the season begins to wind down I keep harking back to my week aboard back in July. Today's post, "Windjammers Sailing Penobscot Bay" got me thinking about the tour of Penobscot Bay we had the week of July 6 this year. Without your knowledge I maintained a log (with the help of an electronic device) of our course. I plotted that course on a map and provide the following link to anyone who might be interested. Mary Day course July 6 – 11, 2009.

  356. Only one week from today and we board the airship for our journey to the land of lobsters, maple syrup, and the best sailing to be found on the planet. I was looking back at the Wooden Boat school material and took the 47 pin position test. I was dismayed that I missed two. Well I guess you get rusty after a year in dry dock. Looking forward to a great time. Tell everyone Al from Alabama is coming.

  357. The sailing world is still a bit off kilter or at least the Alabama Mary Day portion of the sailing world as Ed and Al will not be sailing together. A situation that must be addressed in the not too distant future. Captain Barry and Captain Jen please ply some of your famous experiential teaching techniques on my particular friend Al and his current shipmate Martha to convince him that sailing with his tie mate next season will be to his best advantage.

    All kidding aside I hope the cruise enjoys fair winds and I look forward to sailing with Al on his own boat while towing my dinghy.

  358. I just re-read Al's comment. Does rust accumulate while in "dry dock?" Here in the south nothing stays dry and I suspect his difficulty with the pin positions is due to mildew of the brain (or maybe old age) rather than rust.

  359. Dear Barry, Jen, Sawyer,and Nadie,
    please accept my profound and heartfelt sympathy for the loss of your dear friend and our friend Mary. Mary left a wonderful mark on all of our souls and hearts and we will always remember her. Sincerely, Sandy Sievers

  360. Well said, Barry. I'll always remember Mary for her zen work habits: no hurry but almost no rest, always doing what needed to be done without complaint. And I'll remember her laugh: throwing her head back and bending her knees so she could laugh with her whole body.

  361. Heaven was in need of a good cook. Right now, the angels are enjoying the smells of freshly baked breads, sticky buns and cookies, as well as soups and macaroni and cheese. At night, they will fall asleep to the sounds of Mary’s squeezebox. Her radiant smile will brighten the morning and coax the sun out from the clouds.
    In this poem, Emily Dickinson sums up my feelings in her usual sparse, yet effective way:
    We cover thee, sweet face.
    Not that we tire of thee,
    But that thyself fatigue of us;
    Remember, as thou flee,
    We follow thee until
    Thou notice us no more,
    And then, reluctant, turn away
    To con thee o’er and o’er,
    And blame the scanty love
    We were content to show,
    Augmented, sweet, a hundred fold
    If thou would take it now

    Goodbye, sweet Mary. It was an honor to have met you.

    Abrazos, Michele B

  362. I'll always remember Mary for her playing the concertina with the little grace notes in the melody. She always was cheerful and full of life. One of the good ones. I will miss her so much.

  363. On board the Mary Day this July I had the privilege to occupy the starboard single. Around 5:00 Tuesday morning I came out of the cabin to go on deck for my shower. As I eased out of the door Mary was standing in the galley and gave me a big smile. Later in the day she came up to me and said, "You're Ed aren't you?" Of course I said yes and then we talked for a few minutes about why I keep coming back. She remembered that I took the Wooden Boat Course a few years ago and that I love to help out. In my experience Mary was a woman of few words who met thousands of people during her tenure aboard the Mary Day. I was thrilled that she remembered me. I will always remember her.

  364. Barry,

    Now I understand why I saw the sheet posted on a community bulletin board on Monhegan Island during August looking for a cook for The Mary Day. I guess I didn't want to know why this remarkable woman whom I had the priviledge on knowing for only six days would not be on board for me next summer. No matter the reason, I was going to feel cheated.

    We all grieve for your loss.

    Bill Cavanagh

  365. Barry, thank you for your beautiful words. I have been crying every time I think of Mary, since I heard the news. I am honored that I had the opportunity in my lifetime to know Mary. For all the years I have eaten her amazing meals, listened to her sing and play her music, watch her swim laps around the Mary Day.. I am grateful. I will miss her. I know she is in a beautiful place now, making her beautiful music, delicious breads, cakes, etc, and looking down upon us with that great smile.. knowing we will be ok.. because we know she is. Hail Mary.. I am blessed to know you.
    Annie

  366. Thank you so much for saying your Hail Mary! Since we got the news last week of her illness and then, suddenly, her death, we've been looking for something, anything, to echo the grief that bounces around this household.

    Mary lived here on our homestead in her "off season" for about ten years in the 80s. Her baking is, of course, the stuff of legend. Many of our old photos show her fussing with the woodstove, building her skills and getting the heat just right. We also have a few wild, whimsical hats she knitted–treasures that shall be cherished even more than they already are, if possible.

    She was also a wonderful musician who could weave her art so gracefully that anyone who played with her was surprised, even bewildered, by the richness and apparent effortlessness of the music she helped create.

    Her harmonies still thrum in all our bones.

  367. Oh how sad! It doesn't seem possible, it wasn't that long ago Mary was smiling and cooking and everything seemed right just. She made such a difference, sleeping in a galley cubby hole but filling a whole world with her joy: a life well lived. Peace to all.

  368. The warm outpouring of comments on this blog and those shared by fellow guests who knew Mary over the years speak eloquently as to her place in our hearts.Our loss is great! Mary Barney and the memories she left will ever be with us!

    Dudley

  369. Barry, Jen & the whole Mary Day family,
    I've been holding you all and Mary especially close to my heart in the past week since I heard of Mary's illness & passing. Thank you for the lovely tribute.
    Sending much love,
    Martha

  370. Barry, Jen and Crew,
    I am so sorry to hear about Mary. Wonderful tribute you have written, Barry. It is amazing to me that after only a few days spent with some people you can hold such a dear place in your heart for them….and their cooking. Mary was a gentle woman with kind eyes and a quiet command of her galley. I'm glad I got the "Ring That Bell" cookbook while on the Mary Day, I'm going to try my hand at Mary's Spinach Bread in honor of her.
    Remembering Mary
    Christy Bergeson and Becky Chace Brewster

  371. Barry, thank you so much for a beautiful tribute complete w/ a few subtle jokes that are so "Mary". As many are, I'm deeply saddened, lost in the surrealism of loosing a dear friend. I wish I had known & been able to help in these last days but it feels so good to know who was there & to know you sang to her all day on Sunday and that Jen was part of the group of women who cared for her in the final hour. I too will remember Mary for her smiles, those sparkling blue eyes, her gentle spirit, her caring – all the years of dancing will be my strongest memories; she was usually the person beside me to keep me in line. I had hoped to actually sail w/her too, but alas another lesson about putting things off.
    Mary, Mary , never contrary, thank you for the time shared in your life, the smiles, the laughter, the music and your sensibilities. I will hold you in my heart always.

  372. Captains Barry, Jen and the Schooner Mary Day family:

    We were deeply saddened to hear of the untimely passing of our dear friend and shipmate Mary Barney. So much can be said about Mary, but in an attempt to remain true to her spirit, suffice to say that Mary Barney brought joy and happiness to all with whom she came into contact; through her extraordinary culinary skills, her heartfelt musical talent, and most of all, simply through her presence.

    We know that Mary treasured her time aboard the Schooner Mary Day, and are sure that from this day forward she too will be remembered as a “sailing legend.”

  373. I had the pleasure of 11 cruises with Mary. I loved helping do the dishes because I got to talk with her and watch her work. Everything she made came out perfectly no matter the weather. Plus she was able to pop up on deck to help with the sails at a moments notice. She was a very big part of the Mary Day experience. My heart goes out to Jen, Barry, Sawyer and Nadie and all of those who are close to her.

  374. Mary Barney A life full of love, wonder and caring. We are all blessed by having her radiance and joy be part of our lives and our memories. Thank you Mary for sharing yourself so selfishly and so well. Whether you were brandishing your squeezebox, a sword, knitting needles. a trowel, a spatula or any number of other tools you did it with grace, skill,intuitiveness and impishness. Always ready for whatever needed doing and always quick to volunteer. There are so many places that Mary excelled and so many lives she touched. One of my many memories of her is as Rambo in the mummers play where her impishness really shone. I'll miss you friend! HUGS to all her friends ad family! And THANK YOU for being there to help with her transition.

  375. Dear Captains Barry, Jen, and the Mary Day Family,
    I share the feelings of all those who are all ready missing Mary’s physical presence. But she will always be “aboard” the Mary Day and sailing with us as long as she remains in our hearts. It took a few times for me to get through the Sept. 24th blog. It has taken me some time to write this; too many tears. Not for Mary, but for us who have known Mary for some time and know there will be no new memories coming.
    For the last few days of September, and the first few days of October since 1998, I’ve been awaken from restful sleep by the aroma of Captain’s Grog filtering through my cabin around 4:30 in the morning. As the aroma mixed with the cool early morning air in my cabin my body would finally catch up to the smile on my face, being task oriented I had to get out of my warm cocoon, go topside and make sure at least one head was operating. On my way out I always quietly walked over to Mary and wished her a good morning, she did the same for me. I’m going to miss waking up like that, what she added to my sail I can not put fully into words. I know things will go on, they always do, but I sure do wish Mary would be there to greet me in the morning. She just set the right tone for the day with her cheerful smile each early morning.
    I thank you Barry and Jen for “interviewing” Mary and bringing her into our lives. She loved the Mary Day, was always a lady, and looking back I can’t think of a better way for her to spend the last 12 years of her life. There will always be “the two Mary’s” in my heart.
    BC

  376. Jen, Barry, Sawyer, Nadie and the extended Mary Day family:

    I very much would like to attend the celebration of Mary's life but alas time and distance prevent that. I will celebrate Sunday 10/11 by cooking and baking from "Ring That Bell."

    Have a great time. Shed a tear or two. Share some laughs. Let's all remember Mary for the wonderful person she was. I weep for our loss of a great woman.

  377. We arrived in Rockland last Friday, the 25th, and though we had no agenda, we wanted to go to Camden to have breakfast and watch the Mary Day return from her latest adventure. After breakfast, we walked down to the dock to find that you were going out, not coming in. It was then that we learned of Mary’s passing. The shock was wrenching, to say the least, and Brenda and I could not get her off our minds for the rest of the week. It didn’t seem to matter what beautiful sight we were seeing, thoughts of Mary entered in. Mary was probably one of the best "cooks" we've ever met, and it was a joy to see her each time we returned for another sail on the Mary Day. While I'm not much of a cook, I have made her Macaroni & Cheese a number of times with great success. It's now time to get the book out and learn to cook some more of Mary's recipes.

    We were merely acquaintences brought together by the circumstance of being passengers on the Mary Day, while the two of you were a very real part of her life. You were both blessed to the extreme for having had her, and she, for having you.

    We'll miss her memorial service, but we will be with you all in spirit.

    Eric & Brenda Bergeson

  378. Barry & Jen you already know how saddened I am by Mary's passing. To me she was more than just another cook on yet another windjammer. Mary was an inspiration to me as a cook and as a person. I only hope that I can continue to learn from what she has taught me. I'm thankful that I had the chance to know her if only for a few short years. She'll always be in my memories and I'll always think of her when I'm baking. No words that I can use really do her justice but I know that she's watching over us all. Rest well Mary for you have earned it.

  379. I'm working from home today. It's raining outside, and the noises of the city are all around me: abulance sirens, car horns etc. Looking at those beautiful pictures you posted makes me wish I were back on the beautiful Mary Day with the sounds of water lapping on the side of the boat, the splash of a fish, and the call of a bird. Instead of car exhaust, there's the smell of the ocean, smoke from the stove, and something wonderful being made in the galley. Thanks for the wonderful pictures and for the equally wonderful memories. They will have to keep me going until next year. Abrazos, Michele

  380. I remember when we had the captain's meeting aboard the Mary Day before the Great Schooner Race. Mary's scones (and her smile!) were always the highlight; soft, warm, melt-in-your-mouth. Although we were not close, Mary always took the time to wave, smile, or say hello. Just being near her, you could sense the "old soul" that you made reference to.

    She will be missed and I'm afraid I will also miss the celebration of her life this Sunday. I will be at Haystack but I will take a moment shortly after 4:00, walk to the shore overlooking the Deer Isle Thorofare that she surely sailed a hundred (or more!) times, and cast free a wreath of twigs and bright fall leaves in honor of her.

    My thoughts are with you.

    Capt. Brenda
    Schooner Isaac H. Evans

  381. I get no kick from champagne, mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all so tell me why should it be true, that I get a kick out of boiled linseed oil

    With lots of apologies to Cole Porter.

  382. Good one Ed. Great pics captain. Love the schoona loompas. Nice to see the beautiful Mary Day getting ready for her winter rest. See you next year lovely lady. Abrazos

  383. All that sun and blue sky…absolutely beautiful. Which might not have been the first thing the intrepid crew was thinking when they suited up and lugged their witches brew aloft. Nonetheless their spirit is shining through.

  384. Here in Alabama the afternoon temperature is predicted to be 78 degrees F. That is almost swimming weather. If it was so warm in Camden then why the wet suit or is that a dry suit?

  385. As I sit here in Alabama listening to the wind and rain from what has become of hurricane Ida the pictures of Camden harbor are idyllic. I hope everyone in the greater Mary Day family had a fun Hallowe'en. I attended a special screening of "The Rocky Horror Picture Show" Everyone attending, even those of us not in costume, seemed to have a great time. There is more to life than sailing – it's just that sailing is the best fun.

  386. Captain Barry – It is great to see the beautiful Mary Day being treated in such a loving way.

    I do have a question about varnish which I should perhaps address to Katie and Rob.

    My boat building is proceeding with the recent installation of the breast hooks and stern knees. The rub rails are being fitted and will soon be installed too. While waiting for epoxy to cure (it takes a while for that to happen when the temperature doesn't get above 70) I have been working on the spars. I think they are round enough and just need some sanding with finer grit paper. So I will soon be ready to apply the first coats of varnish.

    What brand (Epifanes?)and how much do I thin the varnish for the first coat and then subsequent coats? Do you recommend any additives? Do you have advise about brushes? I see articles about painting and varnishing that implore the reader to invest in good brushes. An article about painting new wooden boats appeared in March/April 2009 edition of Wooden Boat where Tom Hill writes that he prefers badger hair brushes but that China bristle brushes work well also. My local big box hardware store does not carry badger hair brushes. When I find them online they seem quite expensive. I'm willing to spend the money if the results are far superior to the much less expensive China bristle brushes available locally.

    Okay, upon re-reading the above I realize I've asked way more than one question but a fella wants his first wooden boat to look good even if he doesn't get to sail it too often.

  387. Hi Ed,

    I do prefer the Epifanes gloss varnish. Epifanes has a high speed varnish which kicks fast and multiple coats can be applied without sanding. I prefer the old fashioned way sanding between coats. Prep your work sanding with the grain through the grits up to 220 being careful not to leave scratches from the heavier grits. Whatever you you do now will be permanently visible. That is the rub with varnish… it is unforgiving. Wipe your work with acetone and make sure it has kicked before applying your first coat of varnish. A tack cloth should be used to wipe the work as you go moments before you varnish. We do a first coat thinned 50/50 with Epifanes reducing thinner, Penetrol or good old fashioned turpentine which smells (some folks get sensitized by the fumes so use in the open air.) Might I also remind you to properly dispose of any rags with thinner on them… including turpentine or linseed oil, both of which can cause spontaneous combustion.

    At any rate we do a 50/50 coat first and maybe even a second coat depending on the porosity of the wood. Then we move to a coat of varnish that is 75/25 varnish/thinner. Once the pores of the wood are sealed we go for the full bore coats trying not to thin much but depending on heat and humidity and the feel of your brush you may have to add some thinner just to get you varnish to flow off the brush without any drag. You will need lots of good light and you will constantly need to look back a few inches from every conceivable angle to catch and smooth out sags, drips, runs, and holidays. A word to the wise… don't go back to far. Once it starts to set up you can't fix what is done. It will look obvious but you will have to exhibit great self control. Don't ask me how I know this.

    A comment on your brush. Make it the best natural bristle brush you can afford and keep it clean and dust free after cleaning by hanging it in thinner between uses. China bristle will be fine but that brush should never be used for anything but varnish. Comb the bristles with a wire brush or paint brush comb before and after each use to remove the loose bristles. If a brush becomes heavy with paint or varnish while you are working find a clean line to stop at, say a corner or seam, and take a minute to clean the excess paint or varnish and restore the bristles and ferrule to the limber condition.

    How many coats of varnish??? Probably at least 5 full coats to start with being careful to let the varnish kick hard between coats and scouring with a very fine bronze wool between coats. Any sags or drips take a long time to kick and will need to be rubbed out with 220 grit lest they magnify themselves with each new coat.

    So Ed there you have it. I am no expert but I have made my fair share of mistakes. You did not ask about staining but that is something to look into if the grain and color of you wood is not even as often happens with mahogany that is provided with some kit boats. We stain some pieces aboard the schooner to even out the color where we have made repairs to the mahogany hatches. You can try a test piece to what work before you commit to staining or varnishing the finished product. But that would be way too easy.

    Best,
    Barry

  388. Every day on the Mary Day is a special day. 🙂

    Thanks for the picture. That one was taken during our trip. The "flamingals" Flo and Mingo were a hoot!
    Happy Thanksgiving everyone. May you have no travel hassles and may your turkey be moist. 🙂

  389. I love the blog!!! I just ran across you guys and I am so happy I did. I have worked on Schooner Liberty, Liberty Clipper and the Jolly 2 Rover in Key West and I love seeing you guys having as much fun as we did! Keep up the good (hard) work!!!

  390. I am so envious! I have always wanted to live in a rural place so that I could raise chickens. Somehow I have always been stuck living in cities. Gotta go where the jobs are. Sigh.
    I love hens and especially love fresh eggs. Yes, the yolks are deep yellow, and the taste is phenomenal! I had a co-worker who raised hens and she would sell eggs at work. The day she moved away was a sad one indeed. Hugs to all those nice chicks and ducks. Hey, they probably would enjoy reruns of Friends. LOL
    I'm looking forward to spectacular breakfasts on the beautiful Mary Day, made with fresh chicken and duck eggs.
    Abrazos, Michele

  391. I'm sure the purely organic vegetarian diet these hens thrive upon means lower cholesterol eggs so that breakfast on the schooner will be healthy as well as delicious. By the way, who is the beautiful chick holding the hen in the first picture?

    I seem to recall a little red-haired girl who trod the decks of the schooner with the confidence of an old tar. Surely this lovely young miss is a bit too old (and big) to be Courtney? My how much has changed in the few months since I sailed.

  392. It has been just a few years since my final Latin III class in 1964 so perhaps the translations to English have been modified (or perhaps my memory is faulty).

    Anything worth doing is worth doing again.

  393. I don't know how I found my way to your blog…actually I do, I was searching for writing and pictures on "loving friendship" and landed on your page — wow, what a beautiful story, a fine testament to a lovely soul — a baker after my own heart. I am inspired by this story and love and loving friendship you shared with Mary. Thank you.

    Mary V.

  394. Fancy is in the eye of the beholder. Beautiful and meaningful is what I want in a Christmas tree and the meaning and beauty come from what we put into the tree. The love and care taken to select the tree, the home-made decorations, the family together decorating the tree all go to create the beautiful tree that I fancy.

  395. Well now…a note from the wee hours. I do hope all of you are doing well and appreciating what you have. I was priviledged to be a passenger on the Mary Day several years ago. My brother and his wife and daughters were with you this past Summer. I do hope to be with you all again soon…with my wife. Have a blessed holiday season!

    Warm Regards,

    Josh Warren
    California

  396. Nice management style, but I think Sawyer has a pre-Christmas present for you in his hand.

    New storm on the way-good luck with that one!

    Warm hearths and Happy Holidays.

    Dudley

  397. I did get my calendar, and you are right, the photo is simply amazing! Yours was the first holiday greeting I received. It has a place of honor, surrounded by other cards.

    The storm hit us with quite a wallop Wednesday, followed by extreme cold. I took my dog for a walk at 6 AM on this frosty, chilly Sunday morning, and it was a wonderful experience. We had the world to ourselves. (I guess, no one else was crazy enough to be out at that time.) It was so beautiful out, I almost hated to come back inside. Hunger and cold prevailed, so we eventually came back to my warm and cozy home for breakfast. I've been waiting for this weather for ages. I love cold weather. 🙂

    I'm happy to see that the beautiful Mary Day is safe, wrapped in her blankie, and snug. She is getting her beauty sleep, probably dreaming about past summers and the next sailing season.

    Holiday greetings to all from chilly New Hampshire.

    Abrazos, Michele

  398. Jim – I love the photo. I've done several panoramas but never thought to do a whole 360 (then again there is usually something not so scenic behind me). Great job and something I'll have to try. Did you use a tripod? I find it a bit difficult to keep the camera in the same plane while taking the consecutive pictures hand-held. I try to keep the horizon centered but that only works when the horizon is visible.

  399. Hi Ed,
    I usually do not use a tripod, but I use a wide-angle lens, which gives me considerable room for error. There are panoramic tripod heads with "click stops" to give you just the right overlap. I haven't felt the need.

  400. Jim –

    I find my tripod too bulky to lug around everywhere unless I'm out to create that extra special photo, which I don't often do. A wide angle lens is next on my wish list. Thanks.

  401. It looks lile a good place to land a sleigh!… Yes, I remember white sand beaches. I also remember all of the fun I had on the mary Day this year. I am so grateful that I could be there to share it with you. Best wishes for the Holidays!

  402. Dear Captain. Memories of good times aboard the Mary Day keep me smiling all year long!
    Happy holidays to all. May the new year and new decade bring joy, health, love, and many more trips on the beautiful Mary Day.
    Abrazos, Michele

  403. Happy Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Festivus to all my Mary Day friends and all the friends of the Mary Day. I wish everyone a healthy happy 2010 (the last year of the first decade of the 21st century).

    My memories of sailing on the Mary Day are only saddened by the loss of our shipmate Mary Barney. She remains in my thoughts during this festive time of year.

    Here in the sunny south we have white sand beaches along the Gulf coast but no snow for sledding. We will enjoy the season all the same.

  404. Wow! a sliegh bell! how cool is that? I have a bell, but I left it in South Dakota. Now I am snowed in in Nebraska. …but I do have some really neat bookmarks in the books I read each day and a couple of 'way cool' ornaments from the Boatique to think about. I hope you all have a wonderul Holiday!

  405. I have a panoramic mode in my Nikon Coolpix L100 that I bought last summer, at some point I will manage to master it, I suppose, but I would not have thought to use Photoshop to create such a very stunning result.

  406. When I was a young boy we had a leather strap with 5 brass bells on it made in Belgium, to us it was the “sound of Christmas”, bells do that.

    I am wishing all of the Mary Day family a very happy holiday season and good sailing in the future.

    I also thank you, Barry and Jen for your efforts in making this blog a Mary Day place for us to visit until we can board her again, thanks.
    BC

  407. Yesterday morning the weather report stated it was 32 degrees in Bangor. At my house in Alabama it was 15 degrees. Snow is predicted for tomorrow. Instead of Global warming I think we are getting a polar shift. You should bring the Mary Day down to the Gulf before it freezes over.

  408. The temperature here in Alabama moderated a bit this morning to 30 but is expected to drop dramatically as the rain/sleet/snow moves in during the day. Stay tuned to this station for links to pictures. That's assuming enough snow arrives to warrant a picture. Somehow I don't think the predicted 1" – 2" will provide the sort of scene seen in the photos from Global Headquarters.

  409. I note that the starboard anchor lacks a Turk's head and the life raft lacks a cover. Mary Day seems to have had a different wheel when launched and she had white painted chain bowsprit stays, not black wire rope. I don't recognize the curved rail in the last picture which seems to have been taken against the transom. What else?

  410. Happy Birthday to my favorite Windjammer. Differences between today and these photos. No lazerette (sp?), no office, and no staysail club. Did she have topmasts by 1977? I know when first launched and sailed in 1962 she didn't have the topmasts.

  411. The presence of a jib boom and what appears to be sheet and tack lines at the boom jaws might indicate the presence of topmasts. Also, more definitive evidence is what appears to be the lanyards and deadeyes for the topmast shrouds in the second picture, with the shroud itself rising at a steeper angle.

  412. Feliz cumplea√±os Mary Day! All I notice is that you get more beautiful every year. Your captains and crew take good care of you, and it shows. May you continue to grace the water for many years to come. Abrazos 🙂

  413. The intracacies of rigging and change aside, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to our favorite schooner and, by proxy, to Barry and Jen along with all the crews who have made our day for lo these many happy cruises!!

    Dudley

  414. A sage once said 'Work is love made visible…' The Mary Day is a love story, after all, n'est pas?

  415. Hey Capts. Barry and Jen, Your picture of the snowy field was like something I saw too the other day and I thought 'This is so beautiful!!' We are so blessed to live in the area we do, Mid Coast Maine.
    What do I love about the Mary Day? She is living History that I can see each day and know all is well in the world and come spring when her covers are taken off I know Spring is here!

  416. I watched on TV this morning as Phil saw his shadow. Six more weeks of winter. I think even a Southerner like Alabama Al could survive a Maine winter if the days were all like the one you shared with Bruce on Burnt Island. Great photos, thanks for sharing.

  417. "I am not a photographer but…"

    Don't give me that. Just show us your pictures and let us judge.

    What makes a photographer (as opposed to a camera pointer) is the ability to not just show what something looked like but to convey what it FELT like to be there.

    You have done that. You ARE a photographer.

  418. Well, depends which 'Phil' you listen to. Staten Island's Chuck did not see his shadow and he has had 79% accuracy in predictions, as opposed to Punxsutawney Phil who has a much lower accuracy (I can't find the #'s right now). Either way, we had some snow last night and the drive to work today reminded me of the beauty of snow, and how I wish I was making snow angels, instead of driving on the Garden State Parkway!

  419. Barry, you don't give yourself enough credit. You are a photographer. Those pictures are lovely, and they do convey the feeling of the place.
    Who cares what those rodents predict? Enjoy the season, live in the moment, and give thanks that you are alive!
    Abrazos Michele B

  420. As one who has had your back on many photo ops I can say that you do indeed have the photographic eye. Plus you have overcome the biggest obstacle to eye catching images:keeping your camera with you always, lens hood on, cap off!!

    Dudley

  421. Shadow or no… In six short weeks we will have St. Patrick's day. Things will definitely be looking greener then!

  422. What no Title for this update? I've got a widget on my iGoogle home page that shows me the three latest "Captains' Blog" entries. Suddenly today I have a blank at the top of the list.

    I love wine. I love beer. I love whiskey (the single malt variety). I love sailing on the Mary Day. Now all I have to do is figure out how to get back to Maine in September for a second cruise this year. :)>

  423. Congratulations! We have raised 12 Labrador puppies from seven weeks to adulthood, one yellow, two black and tan, and nine black. All were superb animals in health, temperament and willingness to work as guides for the blind. One cannot chose a better breed.

  424. In the course of acclimating to a new puppy, in spite of the frustrations about housebreaking,chewing and obedience, you will find an amazing thing about puppies. They have undying, unconditional affection for their human contacts. Enjoy!

  425. Thanks for the wonderful comments folks. Colby's folks are both bird dogs and have great temperaments. We went for a ride this morning and she was just perfect. She went through stores without mishap and when left in the truck for a few moments she napped peacefully. Whether she comes on the boat or not is yet to be decided. We have lots of training to do between now and when she sails. Jen is looking forward to the company in the office. I would like to show her the ledge that is part of her namesake. Time will tell.

  426. Sailor Colby…hmmm, sounds good.
    I have it on good authority that the 1st mate truly loves doggies…except possibly while varnishing.

  427. CONGRATULATIONS! As a lifetime dog owner, I can tell you that this is the best and most rewarding relationship you will ever have. They say you can choose your friends but not your relatives, but that is not true. Choosing a dog is the best way to choose a relative. I prefer the company of my dog to that of my relatives and people I know. I could not imagine my life if I weren't sharing it with a dog. I'm asking the same question as Carolyn: Will Colby be a boat dog? I hope so. Welcome dear Colby, Bienvenido. Abrazos, Michele

  428. I look forward to meeting and hopefully sailing with Colby. My two lab buddies Mac and Bosco will be so envious of Colby if he gets to sail. They simply love the water.

  429. Guinness at the Shipyard says, "Welcome to the world of windjammers, Colby. You're going to love your new job as office assistant."

  430. Being a cat lover, I must inquire…How does Gussie feel about this new addition?
    Enjoy!

  431. It is true, A dog is a best man's friend. I had a Border Collie for 16 years, was the best friend I'll ever have, was a best friend to the town's kids, couldn't go swimming without bringing Scottie. He had working parents, just "caught on" to whatever, soon you won't know how you lived before her. So, now you are a family of 6.

    Thanks for naming her Colby, think Mary is pleased, was this a devine intervention? Thanks Mary.

    BC

  432. I think the Willys deserves some pictures too. Maybe even it's own blog. We had one when I was younger and I wish we still had it. What a classic.

  433. Just by happenstance I visited the web site last night and saw some significant changes. I like the widget that shows the latest Blog entries. I'll look more closely and send any comments via e-mail. It looks great so far.

  434. I am in no hurry for you to become an "old spruce." I plan on sharing many more sailing experiences with you before you reach the stage when a winter storm fells you. It may sound trite, coming as it does from an old TV show, but "live long and prosper" is my motto with an emphasis on the live long and not too much worry about the prosper in any material sense.

  435. Hey, I read a lot of blogs on a daily basis and for the most part, people lack substance but, I just wanted to make a quick comment to say GREAT blog!‚Ķ..I‚Äùll be checking in on a regularly now‚Ķ.Keep up the good work! 🙂

  436. Gettin' the docks in is the best ever sure sign of spring! Beats a flock of robins or the swallows going back to Capistrano (wherever that is!

    Dudley

  437. I agree with Dudley. Seeing the docks in place gives me a thrill! It means that Mary Day will soon emerge from her cocoon and the sailing season will begin!

  438. Great photos. I've known of the Elissa for some time now, so I'm anxious to see your upcoming blog.
    Looking forward to sailing with you this summer on the Mary Day!
    Chuck

  439. I learned of Mary's passing through your spring newsletter. Only a few days ago, I again mentioned Mary in a conversation about my week sailing with you and her a few years ago. It was one of the best experiences of my life, and Mary's cooking and personality were a big part of that adventure. I never describe the voyage without emphasizing Mary's cooking and presence. Simple pleasures are truly the best, and she made the simple act of eating wonderful food into a great pleasure. And I've seldom enjoyed doing the dishes so much as after one of her meals! Thank you for your newsletter and online tributes. She'll be missed, but never forgotten.

  440. Lynn Mundinger and Paul Dethlefsen- Barry, Jen ,crew, and family. We are both so sorry for your great loss- Paul and I were on the Mary Day Late Septemper 2008- Mary had such a spirit about her- We got to hear you both sing while on the ship -Her cooking was amazing in such a small area that she had to work in- What a gift she was -and so glad to hear she had so much loving support around her when she died- Our thoughts and prayers are with you- Namaste my friend-<3

  441. We were shocked to learn of Mary's passing when we read the Spring Newsletter – its always an eagerly awaited harbinger of Spring, along with the crocus and red-wing blackbirds! But how sad to learn about Mary. I'll remember her pitching in with the deck work when things got "busy" in a sudden squall or tricky mooring, always so calm and confident. Yet when the fuss died down, there she was back down in her galley, fixing up another marvelous wonder for us, like nothing ever happened. And who can forget her braving the icy waters most mornings with her jump off the lee rail. Sure made us landlubbers feel like wimps.

    As long-time Mary Day crew, we'll sure miss Mary and her smile and soft voice. Fair winds and a following sea, Mary.

  442. Capitan Barry & family, I had the joy of meeting Mary, and all of you when my daughter & I sailed on your wonderful ship. I did "galley duty" on the trip, and seeing Mary, and watching her cook was a marvel. I can honestly say in all of my life that was the best vacation I have ever had. (and I do have the years to say that!) For your loss, I extend my sympathies to you and your family. But, in my mind, I can see her smiling. Blessings to you and yours, & I heartily agree she's baking up a storm. You left a touching tribute to a lovely woman.
    Gwenn Lewis

  443. It is always pleasant to receieve the newsletter from the Mary Day. However, it broought sadness to read of the death of Mary Barney. Her creativity in the tiny galley yielded so many delicious meals. My favorite was the Yankee dinner, bringing back memories of a New England childhood. Thoughts and prayers are with Mary's family and the crew of the Schooner Mary Day.

    Dick Forsyth Sail Aug 07

  444. I like your steeple composition! It has a bit of tumult (background),a nice glow to the steeple's edge denoting that all is not lost, the lack of color adds a nice attention getting statement and the steeple placement,just a weee bit off center, is pleasing.

    Gallery Stuff!!

    Dudley

  445. You have to admire those eels. They don't even have the incentive of looking forward to a trip on the Mary Day. 🙂
    Like anxious little eels, full of anticipation, we work our way to Camden for our yearly sail, dodging obstacles, and keeping that wonderful week foremost in mind. I'm counting the days…

  446. I know what it is…… Its a 28 person kayak! Just great for passanger transport– it will save on Arno's diesel fuel bill.

    As far as transporting it, if it won't fit on one trailer (too big or heavy) try two trailers, one having a turntable so it will go around corners. No one says you have to go fast.

    Have a great day.

    Please keep us posted.

  447. If it is going to Camden then I would think it would be for the "Mary Day". I can think of only one thing that the "Mary Day" might need that is that size, however, I will withhold further speculation until such time as all is revealed.

  448. Based on the cubic feet of the object, its length and width plus the proposed addition my guess would be a portable wind tunnel to compensate for those rare days of calm! Hang it off the stern, fire it up and whoosh! How about a contest? Best guess wins free passage on all sailing trips in February?

    Dudley

  449. I don't know what Barry and Bruce are building but I have an idea that will make the Mary Day the "greenest" schooner in the fleet.

    Solar powered wind. A simple set of rotors mounted at the stern. The rotors covered with photovoltaic arrays providing the electric current to operate a DC motor. The down-draft produced by the rotors will be ducted toward the sails providing the wind needed to maneuver. The ample Maine sun should provide all the power necessary allowing Arno to be retired. When the natural wind is blowing the photo-cells can be used to power the on-board wi-fi with high speed broadband internet access. When the sun shines and the wind blows all day the crew can allow women passengers to plug in their hair dryers based upon a schedule designed to maximize the sun's potential energy.

    Barry – You might want to check with Alabama Al to see if my ideas hold water. You know I no longer have the status of operating the electric grid here in the sunny south.

  450. Any engineer worth his salt enjoys a challenge.

    The challenge here boils down to simple trigonometry. The scarf viewed from the side forms a right triangle with the hypotenuse 18", one side 1 unit, and the remaining side 12 units.

    At this point in my dissertation being an engineer has its downside because as engineers we can't talk about these things without making a drawing. I can't draw here so I'll take a chance with just words.

    We calculate the angle between the hypotenuse and the height by looking up the arc-tangent of 12/1 which is approximately 85.23 degrees. Then we calculate the height (or thickness of the boards being scarfed together) as 18" times the cosine of 85.23 degrees. Resulting in 1.4948186373673194389124713003229 or by my tape measure an inch and a half.

    I could not help the inner engineer in me from making a drawing so if the kind reader will click on this link the drawing can be viewed.

  451. Recently I have read several articles, including one in the most recent issue of Wooden Boat, about building hollow spars. The technique involves some careful woodwork and joinery.

    Is it possible you and Bruce are constructing a new spar? Perhaps destined to become a topmast?

  452. For a second 'clue' this one is pretty skimpy; Rip Van Winkle excepted. First we have a big box that could contain anything from a new refrigerator to an armoire for Rob's outfits. Now we get meticulously scarfed joints (they are a vision of precision)on long planks that could be a new mizzen mast or the start of a new steam launch. The third clue has to be a doozy to keep up with the first two. At the end the 'secret' will probably be the world's longest steambox.

    Dudley

  453. We know you and the crew all worked hard over the weekend during Mary Day's annual trip to the beauty parlor. What we are dying to hear is what Colby thought about her first ride? She is probably a bit young to be typing her own blog entries so perhaps she can dictate to you.

  454. I can no longer resist the puzzle:

    It's a brilliantly and beautifully constructed spruce box for an unusually long brass telescope that will allow us to view the moon in enormous detail while aboard ship.

  455. I can't seem to help wondering how many gallons of paint, varnish, etc. go into making the Mary Day look so beautiful each year? Watching the progress on the blog is quite an education!

  456. Cool that you take Colby pup out with you. As a runner, I'm glad to read that you saw this while on a run too. I just saw your Bee post. What a great thing to read upon my return from my Saturday a.m. run.
    See ya in July.
    Chuck Rasmussen/Colorado

  457. If the block plane and draw knife are clues then I'm sticking with my last guess that you are fabricating a spar. The cross-section must be from where it was cut to square off the end. Main(e) topmast?

  458. Bee-synchronicity! Today we brought bees home to be installed in a new hive at Tir na nOg Farm– the place Mary Barney used to stay during her "off-season" many years ago. Driving home with the package of bees, we thought to ourselves, "This is something Mary would have approved of." The thought of all those bees–yours and ours–dancing together to some invisible tune is as sweet as honey.

  459. I guess that I must change my guess from a 28 person kayak to a spar. The question now is which one? I seems to be about 8" square, maybe a little more. When rounded it could be a jib-boom or a boom for the fore-sail, or even a topmast. Please keep us informed.

  460. My my my Mary Day! Look at that shiny, new topmast! You will be the envy of all the schooners this summer. You already are the most beautiful ship in Camden Harbor and the loveliest to sail Penobscot Bay. But now, with all the new accessories and TLC, you are the queen of the Maine coast. I can't wait to see you, beautiful girl. 🙂

  461. One of the reasons many of us keep coming back year after year is the attention to details you lavish on the schooner. Fresh paint, shining brass, bright brightwork, clean heads, a beautiful deck, and a saloon/galley where we love to eat all contribute to an unforgettable adventure. Thanks to Captains Jen and Barry but especially to the whole crew who keep this beautiful ship "ship-shape" for all of us.

  462. Wow. Looks great. This will be my first, but hopefully not my last, sailing trip on the Mary Day. I feel like I've come to know her, that she's a part of me. How does that happen? Thanks Barry/Jen and the crew for all the hard work. See ya soon.
    Chuck

  463. What a wonderful experience for an 8th grader! I only wish I would have had a chance to work on a schooner when I was that age. When our bosses at work talk about the boring, horrid "team building exercises" they plan for us, I tell them, that if they really want to experience team building, they should rent a schooner, if only for a day. Nowhere does the word teamwork have more meaning than on a ship. To see our captain and crew working hard on the Mary Day every day, is to see poetry in motion. You guys make it look so effortless, while we know that it takes a tremendous amount of elbow grease, give-and-take, goodwill, and unselfishness to keep us all safe and afloat. I'm sure that this week is an experience that those kids will never forget.

  464. Michele B got it right on! No "team building" exercises I've ever experienced has surpassed the week Alabama Al and I spent on the Mary Day for the Wooden Boat course. Talk about building a team from a bunch of strangers no less.

  465. Your eagle shot leaves me speechless! Great placement, good color and exposure. You sure that isn't a stuffed museum piece? The old rules: camera at ready, lens cap off paid off. Majestic!

  466. My daughter, from Hartsbrook school, came home delighted – full of information and awe. She found the entire crew respectful and fun to be with and said they were all excellent teachers. She loved the food and was amazed by the cook's ability to do it all on the woodstove.

    Many thanks!

  467. Beautiful, breathtaking, awe inspiring and you took those pictures with a camera that wasn't working correctly? Save some gorgeous sunsets, awakening sun rises, fresh winds, and sparkling waters for us. We will be there in about three weeks.

  468. I hope you sang that lovely lullaby that night, while gazing at the beautiful view:

    "When you see old Isle au Haut
    Rising in the dawn,
    You will play in yellow fields
    In the morning sun"

    I share Ed's wish: please save some of that beauty for September.

    I've never been to Castine. Maybe this year we can swing by there? (hint hint)

    Be well. Hugs to all, and to the beautiful Mary Day, may fair winds caress your sails.

  469. A determined young sailor is perched on the throat of the main gaff, concentrating on whipping a wire rope thimble splice. She's pretty dang high in the air; I trust that her other tether is hooked on a shroud.

  470. I think we can call her a "trucker" as she is at the foremast truck.

    Who doesn't yearn to be sitting/standing on the foresail gaff with the topsail raised re-attaching the topmast stay?

    Am I close?

  471. Upon further review, it is not a topmast stay. Perhaps a quarterlift? Yes, I'm quite certain it is the quarterlift. She is fastening the pin in the shackle using wire. I've also about convinced myself that she is on the mainsail gaff not the foresail.

  472. OK Ed, I think you're almost right. She is perched on the jaws of the main gaff and working on the quarterlift but she isn't wiring the shackle; she is seizing the wire rope thimble splice to cover nasty pointy ends.

  473. Katie is a WONDER!!! Let me know when we have the Katie Cult Club up and running. She said I could be Vice Pres!!!
    There are two laughs on the Mary Day that you know right off the bat… Barry's and Katie's ,So full of life, so 'I'm happy to be alive' laughs:-)!!!

  474. Great to see another sailor's mom reading this blog and enjoying the superb photography! I'll be onboard and checking up on our offspring at the end of the month. Soooo looking forward to it.

    Dotsie (Rob's mom)

  475. The beautiful Mary Day has it all: beauty, grace, speed, and the greatest captains and crew a ship could ever want! Kudos to all. 🙂

  476. Thank you for the reminder that, wherever I am, whatever stresses and anxieties I may harbour, beyond my sightlines and below my feet there are still wondrous workings, and wonderful creatures at play.

  477. Yes, thank you! It's so great to take a quick break during the busy, hectic workday and check the blog.

    If someone were to ask me what should a person pack for the trip, I would respond that one need pack only three things:

    1. A sense of adventure
    2. A sense of humor
    3. A sense of wonder

    See you soon, beautiful Mary Day! 🙂

  478. I am hiking in the Rocky Mountain National Park, but even the tundra does not seem as cool to me as the week you are having on the Mary Day.

  479. To the crew and passengers that we sailed with on the week of July 12. I have posted some of the pictures I took during our trip. You can find them at Picasa.

    I have also posted pictures that ya'll took of the wedding at another link in Picasa.

    Note to Johanne, your fern glade pictures are here and here. There are others but I'm too lazy to provide the links. I bet you can find them.

  480. Excellent pictures! Congratulations and best wishes to the bride and groom. A wedding on the Mary Day; how romantic is that?

    Was our celebrity-cat a flower girl? How about Colby, was she the mutt of honor?

  481. Great photos. I really appreciated being on board The Mary Day with you Cap, the crew, and the other students. I learned a lot, mostly that I have a lot more to learn. I wasn't expecting it, but I came away with a deep appreciation for lobster fishermen: what difficult lives. Frenchboro was my favorite place. I'm glad we got to go on land daily, gave me a rich perspective I value.
    Chuck

  482. Barry,
    Nice shot of the spanking new main topmast.

    Looking forward to zucchini bread fresh from the oven in about 2 months.
    BC

  483. That last photo of the schooner and Mt. Desert (presumably) in the background has such beautiful lighting and colors. I want to go back for another cruise! I'll bring a couple of tomatoes for Zeke to play with.

  484. That last picture with the Mary Day light by sun peeking between clouds and Mt. Desert in the background has such beautiful colors and light. Makes me want to go back for another cruise. I'll bring a couple of cute tomatoes for Zeke.

  485. I wonder if Zeke got ashore on the Great Spoon or stayed on the Mary Day for some spooning of his own?

  486. Ah. the adventures of Zeke and Zelda(?) are the stuff of soap operas! All we need now is a bit of theme music! A truly satisfactory and consuming repast!

    Dudley

  487. Zeke, Zelda, Zak …I will never forget you. I may never be able to eat squash again. And I will never forget climbing Mt. Spoon, or having the opportunity to vist such a beautiful, remote outpost on the coast of Maine. Barry's spontenaity and the crew's incredible response was equally amazing. The only part I regret was having to be ripped from the wheel when I was just about to get to thread the needle between the horses. Oh well, I'll be back!
    Suzanne D

  488. Alas! I'm afraid that Zeke and Zele will be off on their honeymoon when I join you in september.

    On second thought, Zeke, the buccaneer, will more likely be off for another raid on hapless gold bearing seafarers.

  489. Zeke, Zelda and Zak; Isle Au Haut; The Earl of Swan's and the beauty of Great Spoon I. A beautiful boat, terrific crew and food that exceded any superlative I can think of. An indescribable experience and a perfect vacation. We are so grateful for the chance to be a part of it all.

  490. 4 weeks from today, I'll be free of this cubicle and sailing on the beautiful Mary Day once again! Meanwhile, I'll live vicariously through this wonderful blog. Hugs to all. 🙂

  491. Might be a Nebraska 'Cornhusker' fan…or maybe just decked out for the 'frivolous Friday' bash on the Mary Day!

  492. Mr. Bat is always welcome chez moi. Bats eat lots of mosquitoes, and the only good mosquito is a dead one.

    As for the punk rock gull, maybe it's a new fashion trend in birds this year. LOL

    Great pics, Captain! Thanks 🙂

  493. Mr. Bat is always welcome chez moi. Bats eat lots of mosquitoes, and the only good mosquito is a dead one.

    As for the punk rock gull, maybe it's a new fashion trend in birds this year.

    Great pics, Captain! Thanks 🙂

  494. Southern Nights – Southern Sunsets – Bats flying, fireflies swarming! Just another "HOT" evening in the South.

    Mr Bat knows who to hitch a cool ride with! Can't wait to spend a cool evening aboard the beautiful Schooner Mary Day.

    LOL from Alabama

  495. It's totally cool, dear Captain. I have met wonderful people from different states, as far away as Hawaii, and have sailed with our neighbors in Canada, as well as lovely folks from Europe. Remember the German fellas? They were a hoot! I love that our ship becomes a mini-world, full of people from all walks of life. What a treat it is to experience life on the beautiful Mary Day, for 3 days or more. I can't wait to give all of you hugs 2 weeks from now. Abrazos, Michele

  496. September 1, 2010:
    Ahhh! September is finally here, bringing, cooler weather, at last, crisp nights, crunchy apples, and great sailing!
    Full of anticipation, I bring my bags down from the closet shelf, and start getting ready for the best week of the year; my sail on the beautiful Mary Day
    see you soon! Abrazos, Michele

    By all these lovely tokens
    September days are here,
    With summer's best of weather,
    And autumn's best of cheer.

    Helen Hunt Jackson

  497. We had a wonderful time and would recommend this cruise to anyone! 🙂 Captain Barry and all of the crew were awesome to get to know in just a few short days.

  498. It's pretty cool, that's what. A landlubber in a high altitude valley of southern Colorado, thankful to be back teaching/have a job, 3 weeks into it however, I long to be back in Maine on the Mary Day. I miss her sails. I miss her wood. I miss her lull. I miss the people I met, which speaks volumes, because I'm not a people person. I miss seeing lobstermen putting in such hard days work. I miss the Earl of Swan Island & his garden rabbits. Chuck

  499. I believe the gull is a "chick" with special spray-paint (no gulls were harmed) markings as part of a wildlife survey.

  500. Hi Captain Barry & the Crew! Just got back to CT and I miss you all, and my time on the Mary Day, intensely. All of you and my fellow passengers, including Miss Abigail of CellarDoor Winery, contributed to an amazing 4 days for me. It rejuvenated me, physically and spiritually, in a way that I've been in dire need of, for quite some time. Thank you for a safe passage, gorgeous scenery, warm camaraderie, great food, extremely comfortable cabin and entertaining evenings, from the very bottom of my grateful heart.
    Ina (I hope I spelled that correctly), you are an awesome chef and I enjoyed having someone cook for me, for a change. Ally, Katie, Rob and Johann, you were all warm and friendly to me and I don't even mind that you bruised my fragile ego by beating me at Scrabble, Katie! I wish I was sailing out with you again. I must admit I am experiencing a bit of separation anxiety and am jealous of the current passengers!!
    Until we sail again…

    With love and gratitude,
    Cynthia Benno
    aka Suni's Cynnie.

  501. Hey there Will! Hiya Barry!
    Just checking to see if my earlier comment was posted (it was) and saw this new entry so, I thought I would say hello to you both and anyone else from our cruise last week. You can't possibly be having as much fun without me there as it sounds like you are, can you?? 😉
    I can't remember the last time I had the post vacation blues this severely and I have been on some pretty great trips in my life.
    I hope everyone is well.

    Hugs,
    Cynnie

  502. I have a wicked case of "post-cruising blues" as well. I hven't been able to find my smile since the 8/9/10 cruise! My heart is still somewhere off Swan Island, maybe in Orono Straight.
    How do you describe to paople how great these cruises are, how great the Mary Day is, how great the captain and crew!

  503. I wish I were back on the Mary Day. The wooden boat rendezvous was a blast! We had a great time. The food was fantastic. Every meal was perfection. The crew was terrific, as always.

    However, I need to warn fellow Mary Day-trippers about the wild vegetables growing in Maine. It must be something in the water. We had a cabbage on board who turned out to be a very unsavory character. He was not at all like our friend the zucchini, who turned out to be a family man. This cabbage had a moustache and a sinister leer. He was first seen in the galley, but then showed up in people‚Äôs cabins. I caught him in my bunk, and rumor has it that he also visited our dear captain! I thought we would get rid of him in the form of coleslaw, but the cook said she would not have anything to do with him. Imagine my surprise when got home, unpacked my bags and found him grinning maliciously at me! I promptly escorted him to the dumpster where he was found guilty of many charges, and carried away in a dump truck. So, next time you are on board the beautiful Mary Day, watch out for hitchhiking vegetables! 😉

  504. Six Days of good food, laughter and fun. What else could you ask for? Thanks for a wonderful vacation Captains Jen and Barry and the Mary Day Crew . . . . just a moment . . . . there is a “tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door” “Tis some visitor” . . . . OH MY GOSH! The unsavory Mr. Cabbage Head has turned up at my door . . . . I’ll have to get back to you.

    Lady M

  505. OH NO! That malevolent cabbage escaped the dump truck and is now stalking Mary Day Trippers! And Halloween is not too far off. Quick, someone get the Cuisinart! 🙂

  506. Sonia and I had a most memorable trip in July. Thanks for all you do to treat all your guests as friends. I hope the entire Mary Day family has a healthy, happy, and productive winter.

    We are well and doing good.

  507. Good night beautiful Mary Day. Until you awake next summer, may you have sweet dreams, remembering this wonderful season. Thanks for the great memories. 🙂

  508. Mary Day is all snug in her bed ready for a long winter. Here in Alabama my plan is to finally finish painting my boat next Tuesday and weather willing launch her Friday and spend the weekend learning how to sail a little dinghy.

    If she floats and I don't drown pictures will follow.

  509. Thanks for the fine and informative pictures. The background activities of running a schooner always interest me.

    It's nice, also, to see a picture of two of my favorite deck hands. I hope all of your fine crew will be aboard next year. They treat us and their fine ship with cheerful attention and skill.

  510. Ed, whatever happens, please send us a blog note to let us know you are ok. Otherwise, if we don't hear from you, we may fear the worst. :0

    I hope your boat floats and pictures will soon be coming our way.

  511. Michele B – Thanks for your concern. I do expect the boat to float, after more than a year of gluing, screwing (wood screws), installing breast hooks, stern knees, oarlock sockets, and thwarts then sanding, forming, shaping spars, and more recently sanding, varnishing, sanding and bronze wool buffing, sanding painting and sanding, installing the rudder hardware, getting the Alabama Marine Police to inspect the boat and assign a hull number, rigging the sail, building a trailer so I can haul it around, and then getting a state registration number, it d***n well better float. And did I mention sanding?

    How was that for a run-on sentence?

    For pictures of the progress from the delivery of the kit from Wooden Boat to the early stages of painting see my Picasa.

  512. Thanks for the pictures, Ed. Wow, that's a lot of work. She is a beautiful little boat! Have you thought of a name for her yet? I wish you many years of good sailing. 🙂

  513. As some of you may remember in the blog “Flying Bye” I heard a “tapping, as of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door” . . . I slowly opened the door to the notorious Mr. Cabbage Head, he was extremely dirty and bedraggled. He gave me quite a fright and a chill but I felt sorry for the poor fellow. He was terribly hurt by all the rejection. I invited him in for a good cleaning. Suddenly the unsavory Mr. Cabbage Head became much more appealing with all the layers of dirt and wilt removed. I held him for a little while . . . smelled the sweet scent of a clean but slightly aged cabbage. Only those of us who enjoy the strong aroma, the smooth and slightly salty sweet taste, of a good Stilton know what I mean. I gently placed Mr. Cabbage Head on the counter to rest.

    After a long day of yard work I came into the kitchen and was enjoying a glass of Chianti. I picked up Mr. Cabbage Head and admired his weighty green head and tender leaves. The cool fall evening and my hunger got the best of me. I grabbed my best kitchen knife and . . . you didn’t . . . yes I did! . . . as Halloween would have it I chopped up Mr. Cabbage Head and made a wicked cabbage soup out of the good fellow. Shame, shame, you all missed a delightful meal. What tasty treats might the veggies of the beautiful Schooner Mary Day provide next time.

    Have a safe and deliciously HAPPY HALLOWEEN !!!

    The sultry but gracious Lady M

  514. Ed, Teazer is beautiful! She is like a Mary Day Mini-me! LOL
    All that hard work really paid off.
    I hope you enjoy many good sailing trips together.

    Lady M, your cabbage soup is a fitting finale for Mr. Cabbage. I’m glad he redeemed himself in the end.

    I don’t know if he left any relatives behind, but for those of you who may be visited by other cabbages, here is a delicious, easy, low-fat, and healthy vegetable soup:

    Garden Vegetable Soup

    2/3 cup sliced carrots
    1/2 cup diced onion
    2 garlic cloves, minced
    3 cups broth (beef, chicken or vegetable)
    1 1/2 cups diced green cabbage
    1/2 cup green beans
    1 tablespoon tomato paste
    1/2 teaspoon dried basil
    1/4 teaspoon dried oregano
    1/4 teaspoon salt
    1/2 cup diced zucchini or summer squash

    In large saucepan, sprayed with nonstick cooking spray, sauté carrot, onion, and garlic over low heat until softened, about 5 minutes.

    Add broth, cabbage, beans, tomato paste, basil, oregano, and salt; bring to a boil. Lower heat and simmer, covered, about 15 minutes or until beans are tender.

    Stir in zucchini and heat 5 minutes.

  515. Come to the Dark Side, Cap! Consider that you feed the souls of all the frustrated, land-locked sailors who steal a few days of bliss aboard each year. The more ways I can take a virtual visit to the wind and waves, the ruffle of canvas, the glow of lanterns and the warmth of a mug in hand on a foggy morning the better!