Everyone was starting to know our names at Finn Maccools Irish bar in port washington so it was probably time to go. Left at 730, very crappy at first but gradually the winds and seas subsided. Caught the out going tide in the pm and made 86 miles. We had to feel our way in to the anchorage in fishers island. Supposed to blow 35 knots tommorow so well take a quick trip to Noank to visit and old high school freind. He is Probably responsible for my sailing bug after a week in block island in 1975 storm trysail race. No photos today, looking into a gray box of fog.