Back to South Bristol

What a nice day. Another leisurely morning, followed by a sail up to a neat little spot between Cranberry and Friendship Long Island for lunch. After lunch, we thought we (okay, so this was more of Tinkering Man’s idea) would try out the ancient Tiller Master tiller pilot. Kurt had it all rigged up (with rigging tape to attach it to the tiller) and we set sail. Things were going fine...quite noisy...but fine, until Kurt decided to mess around with the compass heading settings and the thing went nuts overcorrecting one way, then the other way. This being Muscongus Bay and all, I made him remove the bloody thing and put it back in it’s box for fear of running into a ledge while it tried to figure out what to do. After the autopilot incident, we put the centerboard down (no idea how far it was down, haven’t figured it out yet...) and went sailing. Naturally, the wind was out of the southwest...and that’s the way we needed to go to round Pemaquid Point. We made some short tacks between Harbor Island and some ledges, and then continued all the way down between the Scary Ledges of Muscongus (you know, the Devil’s Back and the Devil’s Limb and such). We had a great time, the winds were a little light, but the boat ghosted right along, pointing well and the helm was sooo nice and light. I finally decided at about 5:30 that we should motor around Pemaquid, as it was getting late and all aboard were hungry. So we fired up the engine and headed back to the mooring field. Alas, someone was still on our mooring so we grabbed another one and Kurt cooked up some mussels, rice curry and a bunch of other stuff we needed to eat. Yummy.