We did both get a few winks of sleep as the waves from the tropical depression Debbie tossed he sailboat to and fro on its mooring nearly the whole night.The morning seemed calmer and fog was starting to lift, so Bryan went upwind into port, deciding to sail halfway to Roque before we drop our […]
Due to rain from the approaching yet unpredictable remnants of hurricane Debbie, the after-festival lobster bake and picnic was moved inside and held in Florian’s barn. The barn was decorated with lights and canvas murals by legendary Maine artist Buckley Smith. Rows of chairs were set up theater style, and although warm greetings and conversation […]
We caught up on some repairs and Bryan worked on the leaks in the deck, only to find it still dripping when the rain started in the evening. After the last concert, we sold a couple “Sailing Dreams” board games in which Swans’s island is depicted with a treasure chest on it—the treasure being this very […]
After morning brunch with all the other musicians, I joined Cap’n Bryan and a dozen singers on the shanty boat, namely our good little ship Avocet. Singers were perched all along both sides of the hull as Bryan skillfully wove amongst the other boats in the harbor. Rob and Marcia, our goid friends who we […]
To kick off the Sweet Chariot Music Festival, Bryan was requested to be the skipper to take a dozen shanty singers on our boat, Avocet, to serenade the schooners and other boats in the harbor. From the dock I could hear their voices wafting across the water. One of the sailing instructors took me out […]
Live from Swans Island Maine. Geoff Kaufman, who sang on my Sailing Dreams album, sings a rousing Santy Anno with David Littlefied joining in. I play the Old Man and the Sea on my mango wood guitar.
We anchored at one of the lobstering harbors at Stonington, the site of an old granite quarry that supplied stones for some of the historic buildings in NY and Boston. We loaded into the dinghy the two folding bicycles lent to us by Pamela and Wallace in Woods Hole. Our annoyance at the awkwardness of […]
We were invited to attend the wooden boat festival about a 3 hour sail from here, with Rob and Marcia who we met at Swan’s Island a few years ago. However, a morning thunderstorm gave way to fog. Rather than trying to negotiate lobster pots and boats in varying degrees of fog, we decided instead […]
The morning brought a lobster boat pulling traps. I motioned for him to come over and asked if we could buy 2 lobsters from him. He said, Ok, “How about $15.” I gave him $20 plus a Sailing Dreams CD for our first lobster dinner onboard in Maine. After one last search for the AWOL […]
Bryan sent his drone up above the layer of fog so we could see the island, Isle au Haut and nearby islands. In the early evening after having a margarita he decided to see how high and how far the drone could go. Well, the low battery light flashed on the control panel, and the […]
