After an intense overnight rainstorm we awoke to sunny skies with periods of fog rolling in and out throughout the morning. In the night we heard a commotion and then the boat lurching to 1 side. It felt like people boarding the boat so I whipped up the companion way only to find it was the wake from the ferry coming into dock. I guess it runs all night.

We spent the morning cleaning the boat as it was getting pretty messed up. We had been plagued by 2 separate rounds of shad flies which apparently only live for a day, and choose white fiberglass as their preferred expiration location. Trouble is when you step on them they make a mess that is very difficult to remove and they are the only bug we've seen so far that Finn doesn't like to eat!

Chris and Justine arrived in the early afternoon so after they got settled we cast off headed for Cabot Head. This was a 17 mile trip due east and is located on the eastern tip of the peninsula. There's a great little anchorage there with 350 degrees of protection so we dropped the hook for the night. There was a also a lighthouse - museum within walking distance that had a great history of the area. You can also sign up to be a volunteer lighthouse-museum guide for a week in exchange for your room and board. I'm not sure if there is a fee or not but the couple there thought it was a pretty good gig. There was poison ivy everywhere and reports of rattlesnakes so Finn was confined to leash patrol....which he was not too keen on!

After the night on the hook, with the benefit of a neighbouring anchored power condo complete with perpetual generator running and underwater neon lights, and captain buzzing around the anchorage in his dinghy while sipping wine from a glass (a real back to nature kinda guy) we left in the morning and headed south, under sail, for Lion's Head. We averaged close 6 knots in a 9 knot wind while towing Finn's Taxi, which was not too bad.

After doing the tour of the town....both streets, it appears our timing is just poor. We missed the Saturday night street dance, the Monday pancake breakfast on the beach and we're too early for the Friday night concert by the water. It's like Britt west!

The name comes from a rock formation that reputedly looks like a lion's head. I can't see it but, according to the locals, the chin fell off a few years ago so it's not so apparent. Kinda like the Sphinx loosing its nose in the 1800 hundreds attributable to many causes including Napolean's army using it for target practice. See, this is not only entertaining, but educational as well.)