This is so strange. Going back to Centenial pool for diving and back at the club foir more sailing(I think it rather odd that I still haven't refused to get on a boat yet) and even back in my house. I feel as if I've stepped into another person's life. I feel still out of place a bit.

The strangest thing is going to someplace and seeing somebody I know there.

I walk around all of these so familiar places that I grew up with and I know I'm home yet I feel like I'm dreaming.

Oh yeah.... by the way... my dad still hasn't written that we got home.. oops. I might as well tell ypou that the day after we got into Nova Scotia (you can imagine my excitement upon seeing an NSLC in Lockeport. Even a Superstore bag.) Marine got second degree burns onh her right arm and she was rushed to the hospital in Liverpool. My dad and I took the boat to Liverpool from Lockeport ourselves. The doctors were afraid she might need to got to the IWK in Hfx but luckily that didn't happen.

Back to culture sock...... I keep on wantinng to pump the toilet, turn the lights on first on the electrical panel and then in my room, wear underwear seven days in a row, get in the dinghy to go home, instead of the car, wake up at eleven o'clock in the morning....... you get the general picture... boat life.

I still think it is really wierd, being home and being able to turn the lights on without turning on the wind generator...

So strange.......

Steph

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Have plenty to write about about our crossing and (mis)adventures up the coast, but until I have more time to work on the blog, our ETA in Halifax at the RNSYS is 1600h tomorrow!

Hasta la vista!! A bientot!!

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Photo: Fish Market dock, Portland

This morning broke clear and cool, 10C, with light winds from the southwest. We left Pepperrell Cove at 0650, and headed NE to Portland. Around 1000h, the wind started to fill in, so we turned off the engine and soon were sailing at 6-7 knots in 15 knots of wind, and dodging lobster pots every 100 yards, it seemed. We're definitely back in Maine.... Clouds came over, and the wind picked up, gusting to 25 knots as we came alongside the fuel dock at Dimillo's Marina in Portland. As the wind was on-jetty, coming alongside was easy, but getting unstuck was a little more difficult once we finished fuelling and shifted to our berth for the night. The wind has calmed once again, and our weather ouija guru says that as of tonight, Thursday looks like our day to start crossing the Bay of Fundy. We may stage at Jewell Island just outside Portland to make our departure a little easier, unless it rains tomorrow in which case we will likely stay put.

We are hoping that we may see some whales during our crossing; the USCG has been broadcasting sighting reports of large congregations (some up to 45 whales) of whales, and we hope they are right whales! They have been reported 100 miles SE of Boston and, as the radio broadcast notes, "whales may not remain in their reported position...". No kidding. Anyway, we hope to see them, just not too close!

The crew has all run ashore for showers (hot showers always rank near the top of the luxury list when cruising), and everyone is pretty much ready and raring to head across the Bay of Fundy. The boat is in all aspects ready, so now all we have to do is wait a bit for the weather window to open, and our last long leg of the trip awaits. As we draw nearer home, time seems to be accelerating, and as much as I and we want to be home, part of me still wants to point the bow south and keep this marvellous voyage going just a little bit longer...I'm not done having fun yet!

Hey! I finally caught up in the blog!

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