August 20                                      Rockland, Maine

After fueling and pumping the heads, we were encouraged by the lifting fog to make a short cruise to Rockland, approximately five hours from Southwest Harbor.  Micah, Miller, Jerry, and the young boys on staff, who had helped us often in the past months, came to untie our lines and wish us a safe journey.  David expertly moved the boat out of the tight dockage and into the harbor past the ominous shoal at the entrance with the osprey nest at the top of the marker.

Dave took the helm at the entrance to the channel leading into the Gulf of Maine.  I was eager for him to see the beautiful scenery in that area but blanketing fog soon obscured all views.  We were in fog all the way to Rockland.  Dave is experienced with radar and carefully navigated through the narrow passageways between the numerous islands on our route.

We had an easy dockage at Landings Marina.  Dinner was at the Landings restaurant, a good choice as the food was delicious and it was near to the dock.  This was an auspicious day for us. One year before we had the accident in Maine which had caused considerable damage to the boat.  Sixty-one years before, David and I had married in Cleburne, Texas.  We chose to celebrate the latter event and our successful and safe journey to Rockland.