the Hermit Island Wayfarer Rally
Small Point, Maine * August 13-20, 2005
Uncle Al's Scrap Book: Monday, the 15th - 2
pics by Julia and Al Schonborn

... anything but gentle when it meets rocks like ...
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... the Wood Island Ledge.
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We tack away from the south end of Wood Island and its foamy rocks as ...
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... Chuck and Ginny ...
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... Julia and ...
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... Al enjoy another relaxing sail.
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I think this is Wallace Head near the south end of Hermit Island, followed by ...
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... Head Beach.
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Chuck identified this fellow as a type of loon?
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Even our very quiet approach scares off some of the wildlife. Meanwhile a slight breeze is coming up. Off to the SW, we can see in the distance what must be East Brown Cow Island, only a couple of miles away.  With an actual breeze of about 5 knots now blowing, we decide to circumnavigate this little patch of rocks, bearing in mind that the tide will turn within the hour and will carry us back into Small Point Harbour if the wind should quit or, God forbid, the ubiquitous Maine fog should roll in.
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The swells are quite impressive when ...
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... they meet resistance!
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Just a tiny sample of ...
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... nature's awesome power!!
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But this does not seem to bother the lobster pot buoy.
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It's hard to stop clicking away with the camera when the sights are so beautifully impressive!
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Of course, it's just an ordinary day at the office ...
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... for the gulls and other ...
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... airborne wildlife!
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A last couple of shots of the surf on ...
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... East Brown Cow, and it's time ...
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... to spinnaker back into Small Point Harbour. The deceptive swells and a dying breeze make flying the spinnaker tricky but ...
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... Julia hasn't forgotten how!
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We rolled up into The Branch with the incoming tide, seeing the occasional reminder (above) that high tide does not just cover mud flats. We hit something like this passing the south end of Goose Rock near high tide the very next day - tsk! tsk!
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It was a fairly safe bet that the moored boats marked the deepest water.
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Our timing was good: we arrived to a fully occupied floating dock just as Ron, Lori and ...
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...Robin were vacating their spot with a view to hoisting their sails at one of the moorings. We later heard they'd had a tough time. Perhaps we should have stuck around but at the time we were all pretty ready for a ...
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... late afternoon nap (see wake-up view from our tent above) before meeting at Chuck and Ginny's site for a Guinness, after which they took us to a lovely pizza place in Bath (where the pizza was so good that we would dine there no fewer than three times during our stay). Chuck, who feels about pool the way Al does about sailing, had an ulterior motive though: once we had finished our delicious pizzas, he treated us to drinks in the downstairs bar which had pool tables where Chuck got in a few games before we called it a fairly early night - the local pool sharks were quite impressed (as were Julia and I) when they saw that Chuck had brought his own cue!!
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