Going Solo!

Monday night I left “Thistle” and headed to Branford, Ct. with our son. His five month old puppy “Elo” decided to consume a sock. Granny Nanny is caring for Elo while Eric and Sawyer work. While I am away, Eric is doing boat maintenance.

It’s been a treat having an endless supply of water to do dishes and bathe. Since they have Netflix, I’m enjoying The Crown.

Eric and I did the Cliff Walk in Newport last weekend. The homes and scenery are breathtaking. Parts of walk are a little challenging and we were glad we wore the appropriate shoes!

On Sunday, I went on the downstairs tour of The Elm. The home was built by coal Baron Edwin Berwind in 1903. After his wife’s death in 1936, her sister moved into the home and eventually inherited it. Upon her death, two nephews put the home up for sale. The historical society was so outraged the buyers were going to turn it into a parking lot they raised $118,701 to secure its future in 1962.

Eric and I sailed over to Jamestown on Monday morning….

Being alone on the boat moored offshore is a very strange feeling. Two people on a boat the size of Thistle have to be a close team or it won’t work. Last night about midnight was dead calm with thick fog. The boat wasn’t moving at all and the fog seemed to silence the sounds of the night. I was just about asleep when something banged into the side of the boat making a big splash and sending me up on deck with a flashlight. Quite large fish were feeding on smaller bait fish and in the frenzy one banged into the boat. My first thought was Sharon would have been amazed. Single handed racing would be an exciting challenge but cruising is about sharing the experience. I’m really glad we can help out Eric and Sawyer but it will be nice to have Sharon back once Elo is healed.

Alternate Side by Anna Quinlan 3.5 out of 5

Pretty sad commentary on marriage.

Finished a Christmas Stocking

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