And then the next night, we had it all to ourselves(which is not unusual). Contrast that with say Buckle Harbor on the beaten path. I've never been alone there.
Sometimes she gives you a sail back out but not this year. We finally got the batteries fully charged motoring south on a glassy Blue Hill Bay.
One year we rode the wind up with the bimini flying between the jib and jigger. Jimminy Jigger?