The coolness of our shaded bayfront campsite revealed its downside in the early-morning hours: fog rolling in off the ocean was condensing on the leaves of the trees, and then would fall as droplets whenever the wind blew. That meant that despite no “real” rain, everything was wet in the morning. On the way into… Read more…

Day 2 Today is August 4th. Rett has survived for a year with an empty hole in the place where her mother, her best friend, should still live. Yes, dammit, Sue should still be here, to answer Rett’s calls. To send her a text. To buy her the perfect accessory that would be stylish and… Read more…

Trish was off to work, so it was Shaun making breakfast (which may have been one of his main roles on the boats?) of French Toast. He joined us, where we bonded over mutual love (Rett) and skepticism (Neil) of HGTV. At one point he asked if we’d have use for a pound of skahllups… Read more…

Rain started in the early morning hours, and it was still raining when it was time to get up and moving. It had been in the forecast, but the rain’s actual presence, falling from the sky, revealed that we had been in denial about it. We knew the difficulty and abject unhappiness morning-rain-in-camp brings to… Read more…

Day 2 Like our Chicago->Skaneateles segment, the Skaneateles->Mount Desert Island segment we just completed is our second time at it. So again I can do a statistical comparison. Unlike Chicago->Skaneateles, we intentionally took a much different route for this “repeat”, going “direct” over the mountains of New York, Vermont, and New Hampshire, rather than going… Read more…

We’re going to Canada today! This actually came as a bit of a surprise to Rett yesterday; even though it had been our goal for a long time, I do admit that it did feel a bit like we were just stumbling unprepared down the final steps across the “border”. But unlike crossing into Mexico,… Read more…