Little did we know that our arrival in Manhasset in the rain was going to be a portent of things to come. As we left early Sunday morning, the rain was falling and continued all day, although the wind was light. By late afternoon, with the current now against us, we had rejected our most optimistic destinations (Newport, Fishers Island) in favor of an anchorage behind Duck Island off the Connecticut coast. With winds slated to build from the southwest overnight, we were a little uncomfortable with the protection we'd receive there. Dave started checking Active Captain and found a protected cove just inside the mouth of the Connecticut River. It just wasn't clear whether it had enough depth for Marianna's 6ft draft or whether the town moorings were set up this early in the season. We called the local TowBoatUS operator, who couldn't have been more helpful. He called the Saybrook harbormaster to confirm the depth and to identify a mooring that was available for the night with enough draft for Fred's boat. As we made our way around Old Saybrook light into the river, we picked up the outer marker for the cove and entered the narrow channel. The shallowest spot was just where it had been predicted, but with enough water for us to clear. Just after clearing the channel, we spotted our mooring and were secured in a couple of minutes. With protection all around, we were able to sleep well that night.
Fifteen elapsed days and 8 travel days after leaving Hampton, Marianna was finally home.
We managed to explore quite a bit as we made our way north, including our extended stay in Nottingham, as we waited for weather. We took in a Red Hook Brewery tour (even though none of us drink beer), tasting their Black Lobster brew (yes, lobsters were boiled to produce it). We sampled some whole clams at Bob's Clam Hut, cracked some lobsters at Pat and Fred's and reunited with Dave and Donna (from Merlin) and Jay and Debra (from Jadera) over hor d'ouvres for our final night in town. It was a great trip, whether we were traveling or chilling ashore. We enjoyed the company and the time on the water. It will be good to head home, but we'll miss Pat and Fred until we see them again.
Maybe this fall.