We’re nearly out of Maine. Today we sailed south from Kennebunk to the Isles of Shoals. Lots of wind and swells pushed us from behind so we made great time. By “we” I mean Drew, Soren, Elsa and me — plus at least 100 flies that hitched a ride in our cockpit to get out of the wind. SO GROSS. I even saw two pairs mating this afternoon behind the steering wheel. That’s all we need. Why does no one ever tell you about these things?

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Drew is threatenting to get a haircut here in Thomaston, which makes me realize that many of you haven’t seen him lately — or more specifically, seen his hair. So just in case he decides to cut it short, let me share some pictures. Behold the salty sea captain:

 

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