susys running away to sea

"The rigors (sic) of an expeditionary lifestyle"

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Sat 2 Sept

And this time we did leave. The engine, with some persuasion, started, and we motorsailed down the coast 25 miles to a wiggle among the islands called Rogues' Roost. Along with the rest of the local sailing world ...

Two lots of 5 boats rafted up together, and another of 3 boats. And several power boats. And a young kid in a noisy rubberdub racing round the anchorage, waving gleefully as he passed. You had to smile at his enthusiasm, but oh, how I missed the isolation of Newfoundland.


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