Recently we acquired a GoPro HERO4, and mounted it to do a time-lapse while we went through the Cape Cod Canal. The canal reminds me of a road, because there is a red/green traffic light at the entrance. Right at the beginning there was a big rainstorm that lasted maybe 8 minutes. The white flashes you’ll notice after the rainstorm is Dad wiping the GoPro with a lens cloth. We made a top speed of 9.5 knots! To achieve this fantastic speed, we had to time it perfectly, so the current shoved us down the canal, and so we weren’t fighting the current. This has been the fastest we have ever gone during the entire trip so far. The time-lapse turned out pretty nicely, even though the battery died before we finished:
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I swear that’s not a click-bait headline (okay, maybe a little), or that I’m doing a post on the current presidential campaign (brief glimpses of which have made us glad to be off-the-grid). These are instead some of the fantastic place names that New Englanders seem to have a real knack for.
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?
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:
We’re headed back to Thomaston as I write this, nearly done with the Maine portion of our trip. The plan is to have a few things fixed at Lyman-Morse and then continue south to Boston. We almost made it to Canada, turning around just 22 nautical miles south of the border. Soren was lobbying hard to head up there so we could hoist a Canadian courtesy flag and sing “O, Canada” and then turn around, but in the end we decided to skip that bit and take advantage of the good weather. We had a fabulous sail yesterday — flat seas, 15-knot winds, close-hauled on one tack for 3 hours.
Anyway, we can’t leave Maine without telling you about lobster traps. I am really ready to be rid of lobster traps. Thickets of them spread across the water here — in rivers, wide open bays, even in deeper water on the Atlantic coast (when you think you might finally be rid of them).
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