Traveling again. Aaah. Leaving...always leaving....always arriving. Standing on the aft deck, waving goodbye to Ken, one of our angels at Camp Ellis, crying. For heavens sake, crying to leave a man we've known for 2 days! Last evening he had to abort his own plans to leave for Key West this next week. So, sad for that postponed dream as we embark on ours. He's starting a non-profit, Turnbuckle, to engage teenagers (troubled teens) in sailing and the marine industries. He needs jack stands to borrow for this winter so he can haul his boat. Please, anyone with jack stands to lend, help him out. ksquard@gmail.com

Angels of another kind kept us in port yesterday. David had noticed a leak in the steering system hydraulics, started to tighten a nut, and it came off in his hand. So he spent the day repairing and upgrading with help from Dick Tryon and his grand daughter, Lilly. Photos below. All is well now. I, in true triple Capricorn nature, organized.

We're discussing Portsmouth or Cape Ann as our goals today. Wind on our nose....a very familiar place for us...so we've goosed the motor power a bit. Our "bus heater" is working well. Amelia is way more relaxed today than the first day out. Ears still alert and eyes wide though...as documented below.

 Dave & Amelia Head Down working on Steering

Lilly helped welcome us to Camp Ellis

Sunrise on Saco River