We drove to MA to head to the lighthouse yesterday. The cats traveled like champs. They didn’t do too bad on the boat and dinghy ride either. Unfortunately, when we got here, our mooring had vanished, likely from a storm in winter. We looked around and then arranged a borrowed mooring with the island’s winter caretaker. While this was going on, a squall blew in and all my clothes and Tim’s electronics got soaked. Then the grass was waist high. But today was a new day and all is well.
