A TWO Day Stay in FIVE Islands

On Tuesday, the eighth day of our cruise, we left Great Cheabeague Island and moved on. The morning was hazy and overcast, but the water was once again very calm. Lobster boats and lobster pots were our companions.

Just a few of the boats and pots ……..

We had two possible destinations in mind. Many people had recommended Love Cove and A Cruising Guide to the Maine Coast had good things to say about it and Five Islands. The Five Island Yacht Club has 3 guest moorings that are free for two nights, first come, first served.

24 nautical miles

We decided to pass through Five Islands and see what it was like. With a bit of searching we came upon one of the FIYC guest moorings and grabbed it. Ahhhh. Now this little harbor looked like what I imagined Maine would be. It was so nice and comfortable that we spent two days here.  The sun came out as soon as we picked up the mooring. A good sign!

Five Islands is a small natural harbor with deep-enough water formed by five small islands on the west side of the Sheepscot River.  Malden Island is the largest and is home to summer cottages and the yacht club. The only other one of the five islands that has a name is Crow Island, on the northern end.

The pin is our location, approximately.

This is a working harbor filled with lobster boats and the main attraction is Five Islands Lobster Company, which sells lobsters from a dock overlooking the harbor and prepared foods from their snack shack. Our treat for the afternoon was a late lunch of lobster rolls.

The dinghy dock was so close to our mooring it was hardly worth turning the engine on.
Our first Maine lobster Maybe they should use longer rolls? This roll was stuffed and overflowing.
Our 3rd ice cream of the cruise at Annabelle’s.
Kindred Spirit, seen from the little hill above the docks.

We awoke to fog surrounding us and throughout the little harbor.

It was pretty dense fog early that morning.
The fog began to lift by mid-morning and revealed a sunny pleasant day.

A short walk up the hill from the Lobster Company took us to the charming Five Islands Farm Market, a sweet shop that sells locally produced and raised produce, meats, and specialty foods such as local artisan cheeses.

Five Islands Farm Market
A tiny shop with a wide variety of specialty food items and decor.
From the market’s displays to my basket – Maine blueberries, corn, tomatoes and a cucumber.
Love this. After days of dodging pots in the water, I was able to enjoy them more hanging as a decoration.

Around lunch time, we had an up close and personal encounter with the lobster boat moored next to us, Truly Blessed. I really appreciate such a thoughtful and inspiring name, but at the moment it felt more like a mixed blessing.

The wind was in one direction and the current in another. As the boats shifted around, Truly Blessed got pretty darn close to us! Eventually after fending the lobster boat off and pushing her away, the wind and current behaved again and we stayed apart.

Next on our agenda was another dinghy ride around the islands.

Malden Island is on the left and we could dinghy through there and around the island on the right and back into the harbor.
The sound of raucous screeching had us looking up into the tall pines until we finally spotted an osprey and her/his nest.
More rocky islands covered in pine trees. This is Maine’s beauty.

Taking another walk down a road of piney woods, we found the Ledgewood Preserve, 28 acres along the peninsula in Georgetown.

I enjoyed the handwritten addition to the sign (circled in red by me on the photo.) “NO CITY SHIT”
A short walk through the pines led down to the rocky ledge and a small beach.
We were fascinated by the pale green hanging strands of moss on the pines. After a little research, I think it is a species of “Usnea,” known as beard lichen.

What a beautiful day to sit on a rock or explore.

Looking across the harbor to the Lobster Company.
On our walk back, we chuckled at this construction effort. Somebody must really love that tree.

We enjoyed our stop here at Five Islands, Georgetown.

Thirty-Nine Times Two

Be warned! This is a long post because we had a lot of fun.

Back in 2019 shortly after our purchase, we took a deep dive into our 39’s history and learned that she had been named Limerick before she became The Edge. There were numerous notebooks and folders stored on the boat with the name Limerick and Don Dahl. We became quite confused because there was a currently owned Kadey Krogen 39 also named Limerick and owned by Don Dahl. As we began the journey to bring our boat home to CT, Al reached out to this guy named Don Dahl (the wonders of both the internet and an excellent Krogen Cruisers database.) He and his wife Cindy had once owned The Edge, which was now our boat, and then they later bought another Kadey Krogen 39 and named it Limerick, again. If that isn’t testimony confirming what a fine boat the 39 is, I don’t know what would be. “This guy” turned out to be very gracious and helpful as we traveled northward, checking in with us and answering questions about the systems, etc. We stayed in touch (what better bond than having a boat in common?) through emails and texts, and then added FaceTime “happy hours” through the long winter pandemic months.

Limerick and crew planned to travel north to Long Island Sound to visit and cruise with family in this region. They added an extra leg eastward to Shennecossett Yacht Club to visit us. We were going to meet in person!

Limerick entering SYC after picking up Al at the fuel dock. Great concierge service here. 😉👍
LOOK at this! We never dared hope that Limerick would be assigned a slip NEXT to us. Two Kadey Krogen 39s, side by side. People thought they were seeing double as they walked by on the docks.
Our first celebration – note the wine’s name. How could I resist a wine named “Line 39” to mark this special occasion of our “39’s”??
Al, Cindy, Don and me. Getting together in person is soooo much better than virtually.

Al decided to share his special swim platform cleansing method with Don. That implies that the platform needed cleansing which all agreed it did. Southern boats often develop that yellow tinge. On the bow we call it “ICW Smile.”

Al continues that special concierge service with a cleaning of the Limerick’s platform.
Of course we had to introduce Don and Cindy to Shenny’s pet stripers. Those fish do love chunks of hot dog!

It was cloudy and humid when our boats left SYC, not a particularly promising start to our time with Limerick.

Limerick following behind us on our way to Napatree.

It is not often one sees such a large motoryacht in Fishers Island Sound. This isn’t Newport or Sag Harbor, but there it was, just off our starboard side.

Freedom, 229 feet long with a beam of 41 feet. She was built in 2000 and refitted in 2015. You can charter this yacht for $500,000 per week on CharterWorld. I kid you not. We will continue cruising on our KK39.
Right after that sighting of Freedom, we passed some smaller boats out for a paddle. 😉
I could see Limerick behind us as we entered the channel to Napatree.

Happily, the weather improved after we anchored and we enjoyed a relaxing afternoon. Except for Al. Ever vigilant as he surveys the anchorage around him, he spied a paddle boarder who appeared to be in trouble.

When Al reached the woman and young girl, she gratefully accepted his offer of a tow back to the boat she was visiting. The current and wind were taking her out farther and farther and she was not able to paddle back. Good job, Al!!
You are a hero. 😍

After dinner on Kindred Spirit, Napatree did not disappoint our guests. She turned on the light show as the sun set.

Just after the sun set.
Limerick bathed in the pink glow of the setting sun.
Good Night, Napatree.
Good Night, Watch Hill.

Blue skies replaced the clouds and Monday was bright and sunny. The Sunday crowds were gone and the anchorage was much quieter. We dinghied into Watch Hill to show Don and Cindy this little upscale beach town.

A few highlights, some of our favorites —

The dinghies took us closer to Aphrodite and Miss Asia to give Don and Cindy a look at these two Watch Hill classics.
The Watch Hill Yacht Club
Watch Hill Yacht Club’s beach cabanas, rebuilt after Hurricane Sandy in 2012.

“The Watch Hill Merry-Go-Round or Carousel was made in 1867 by Andrew Christian and the Charles W.F. Dare Co. of New York City. Legend has it that a traveling carnival brought the carousel to Watch Hill in 1883 and for some unknown reason abandoned it. It is said to be the oldest continuously operating carousel in the United States. This treasure has survived disasters for over 135 years including the 1938 Hurricane’s devastating affects on Watch Hill, Rhode Island.” ~~from the website MerryGoRoundBeach

This is one of the fastest carousels I have ever seen. It is not a conventional, up and down in one place merry-go-round.
Up the hill and around, the gorgeous Ocean House comes into view. (Did I remember to mention this was an upscale place???)
Back into town and a view of the harbor. Curving rows of hydrangeas surround the waterfront park.
Don and Cindy repeatedly expressed how much they enjoyed Watch Hill and Napatree and what a wonderful place it was to have so nearby. Sometimes it is quite nice to see one of your favorite places through someone else’s eyes.
There in the distance is Kindred Spirit, in full sunshade regalia.

There was even more fun to come. Mary Jo and Dean arrived in the Napatree anchorage and joined the beach tour that afternoon. Later on, everyone gathered for dinner on Limerick.

Don grilled the chicken, everyone provided delicious side dishes…. and dessert was a trio of very special treats from Sift, the bakery in Watch Hill and Mystic. Yummy!
Are we having too much fun? Nah…..!

Our final morning in Watch Hill was another warm and sunny one. All six of us walked the beach…. correction there. The guys stood and talked on the beach, Mary Jo and Cindy walked along the beach, and I started with them and then switched to the water for my walk.

In the ocean on June 29. water temperature in the mid to high 60’s. Surprisingly, it really didn’t feel too bad.
One of the promises for this Connecticut/Rhode Island mini-cruise was ICE CREAM. Back into town for scoops at St. Claire’s Annex!

We left Napatree and Watch Hill behind and headed to Stonington, for dinner at the DogWatch. Thanks for the photos, Mary Jo!

Circling and cleaning off the sticky mud on the anchor.
Off we both go.
Now here was something new and much needed. A new green can #21 was added to the channel to mark those rocks that jut out from land. It was not there two days earlier when we arrived.
A delicious dinner at the DogWatch Cafe, followed by ice cream.
We walked around Stonington (needed to walk off the dinner and ice cream). The flowers at the Dog Watch and around town were stunning. These are only two.

There aren’t any other Kadey Krogen 39s in our homeport region, so having two of us out and about was pretty special (and fun.) Much to our surprise we spied another 39 right in Stonington harbor.

Returning to our boats after dinner, we stopped by and introduced ourselves to Fritz and Rachel on Selkie. THREE Kadey Krogen 39s in one harbor. Pretty cool.

A wonderful time came to an end, but we all look forward to spending time together on the water some day in the future. Don sent us two amazing photos of Kindred Spirit at sunset.

Kindred Spirit
Knowing how much I love my round galley porthole, Don snapped this photo of Kindred Spirit from his round porthole.

We awoke to another lovely, but warm, morning in Stonington.

Drinking my morning coffee and enjoying this view.

And then it was time to wave good bye and wish our new friends bon voyage and safe travels.

Limerick begins her journey west back towards the other end of Long Island Sound.

Al and I stayed in Stonington for the rest of the day, playing in the dinghy and the water.

The other end of the Stonington breakwater is open but is not an entrance to the harbor. We dinghied through and around and there are many large rocks just below the surface.
Yes, I went into the water again. 68 degrees is chilly but bearable. It’s my chance to go without my compression and exercise my legs. But look how pale and white they are – they never see the light of day. 🙄
I have to say it again. She is such a pretty boat.
Heading back to SYC.

Thirty-nine times two equals more than seventy-eight. 39 x 2 = ∞ Infinite hours of fun and camaraderie. Thanks for coming out to meet us in person, Limerick, Don and Cindy.

Unexpected B.O.A.T.

When we acquire a new (to us) boat there has always been a list of projects to do. Our Kadey Krogen 39 was a lovely boat just as she was, but there were a few projects that made her more to our style of boating; things we wanted but weren’t necessarily a must-have, such as solar panels and the stern thruster. However, in every boater’s life there are those unexpected projects that catch you off-guard and we just had one. “B.O.A.T.” has run through my mind over the past couple of weeks — “Break Out Another Thousand”.

What happened, you ask? The Norcold refrigerator started to act cranky. The crankiness became more serious, The possibility of it failing this season became more likely. And that was not something either of us were willing to risk. Twenty-four years ago our 1987 Catalina 34 didn’t have refrigeration but we aren’t willing to return to those days!

It was hard to find a replacement refrigerator. It had to be a certain size to fit in the existing opening and it had to be available. That was the hardest part. We finally located a good option that was shipped from the warehouse in South Carolina. Don’t you just love waiting for a delivery when the delivery time changes throughout the day??

Just after 6:00 pm we opened the front door and saw this monster truck in our little cup-de-sac!! A whole boat could fit in it.
The delivery guy had equipment to get the refrigerator from the truck to our driveway……..
……. but we had to muscle it into the Outback ourselves with Al’s MacGyver methods.

And then we had to get the refrigerator from the car, down our dock.

Al makes it look easy.
Sitting on the dock. Next step – up and over!
Gosh, this is fun.
Before the new one can be put in place, the old one has to come out.
Empty and ready.
There was a lot of electrical work to be done, but from what I could tell, it all went pretty smoothly.
Wow. Wow. It looks really nice and it WORKS! Project finished and working by NOON.

We would have gotten a black one instead of the stainless steel but this was the only Isotherm with left-swing door that would fit.

Stainless steel appliances look really cool, but those fingerprints …oh my!

This was just another adventure in owning a boat. The unexpected happens and “B.O.A.T.” Thank goodness we (Al) can do it all himself. 😍

Here and There

We have been spending time at home for assorted medical appointments and time on the boat for assorted projects. Back and forth, back and forth, here and there. Time at the dock has been gratefully interrupted by little voyages out and about. I’ll say it again, sometimes it does not matter where we are, just that we are out on the water.

We started out towards Napatree in the late afternoon, only to see increasing fog hanging over Watch Hill and Napatree, obscuring it from view. We decided there was no reason to stress ourselves traveling through that channel in low visibility. We ducked into Stonington Harbor and anchored there for the night.

The next morning was bright and sunny so we continued on to Napatree.

Coming around Sandy Point into the channel that leads to the anchorage. Even after 25 years of going in and out of here, we still pause and check the markers for changes., and watch the depth.
Anchored. Yes, the fog rolled back in and out for a bit.
Fluffy white clouds decided to chase away any threat of steamy fog.
No better way to celebrate a first visit to Napatree than with Mary Jo and Dean.
Dinner was followed by a game of Setback.
Watch Hill sure does know how to do a sunset.

Walking the beach at Napatree is one of our favorite things to do, especially during the week early in the season without the crowds. That isn’t as easy for me to do as it once was. It’s not the walking; it is the getting in and out of the dinghy without ruining the custom compression garments I have to wear for the lymphedema.

Solution – I wore my yellow rubber Croc boots to keep the compression garments dry. Does this count as “where there is a will, there is a way?”

There were new large pieces of driftwood along the beach, all very bleached.

Looks like a mythical creature buried by the sand.

Watching the osprey —

Sitting among the rocks at the farthest end is peaceful. Every time I sit here, i think abut the houses and people who lived along this long sandy stretch of land before the 1938 hurricane. All gone.

This photo does not do justice. As we neared our home port, the water ahead of us was filled with racing sailboats. As a former racer, Al was able to maneuver us through the competition without interfering with any of the boats’ headings.

It hasn’t been all play. Al always has a project (or two or three) in the works.

Working hard on getting those cabin sides to look really, really good. It all began with fiberglass repair which led to color matching for the paint – “white” comes in so many shades! With perseverance, Al finally derived a formulas for a pretty darn good match.

Al is always in demand around the club, hoping with one project or another. He enjoys helping friends out with boating projects or problems. If it’s about a boat, he’s there.

Al has mentored Marcia through her dinghy chaps project. He is very proud of his student – those chaps are incredible! Great job, Marcia!, Dan and I played a major role as supervisors.
In case anyone thinks I don’t work on the boat, here I am polishing the stainless.

Another little trip took us back to Ram Island to anchor on the east side. Again, early in the season and during the week meant we had the little anchorage to ourselves overnight.

A Wednesday evening meant sailboat racing. We could just see the spinnakers over the thin spit of Ram island.

The anchorage is surrounded by rocky edges along the northern side.

It felt great to kayak again! I had little trouble getting into and out of it this year.
We only had my kayak onboard so Al borrowed it for a little cruise of his own.

Time to head back to the dock after a few days. We took the inside route around the north of Ram island and out the mouth of the Mystic River.

These two little rocky islands are just off of Ram island.
Three little cottages, each n its own rocky “island”. I wonder what it is like to have a place like that?
Beautiful ride home. It’s just nice to be out and about, here and there.

Mini Shake-Down Cruise

Every boating season should start with a shakedown and we needed one for sure this year. We haven’t had too many hours cruising on this boat yet – the 8-day trip home when we purchased The Edge, who soon became our next Kindred Spirit, and then the short season of the covid-19/spinal surgery summer which included only 33 days aboard the boat, 20 hours on the engine, only 12 nautical miles from our homeport. That said, we know that Al has spent many more hours working on the boat and knows her inside and out.  

With lovely spring weather forecasted, we decided we might as well take a mini-shakedown cruise. Mini, as in we only went 4 nautical miles across Fishers Island Sound to West Harbor for two nights and three days. If anything went wrong, we were close enough to home to get help.

Sunny day, but chilly water temperature — 54.68 degrees!

On that short crossing we were hailed on the VHF by another Kadey Krogen, Gratitude, who saw us on their AIS. Al and Roberto chatted while they passed in front of us. Roberto and Rosa were on their way home to Rhode Island after their winter in the south.  Kind of cool that our first venture the season finds us chatting with another Kadey Krogen. It’s a close knit group.

Gratitude could see us on their AIS and we could see them. Shakedown checklist – The AIS receives and transmits.
Gratitude, a Kadey Krogen, passes by on her way home to Rhode Island.

Entering West Harbor I always look towards the house with a sea wall spelling out “Where The Wild Things Are”  I love that, but over the years, the words have faded quite a bit. I could barely make it out this time. I wish someone would repaint the words. I wish I know why they were painted in the first place. Must be a good story.

The yellow line underlines the faded words “Where the Wild Things Are.”
Found this old photo from one of earlier trips to West Harbor. I’m not sure what year – 2006ish? What a difference.

We picked up a mooring and enjoyed the afternoon, warmest day of the week.

A cold beer toast to us and our Kindred Spirit! Burgers, sweet potato salad and corn tomato avocado salad.  Shakedown checklist – the grill works
It was very quiet here, only one or two other boats at any one time.

Until …… It was a Wednesday evening so it was race time out in Fishers Island Sound.

And then it was quiet again as the sun set.
Al in the pilot house, relaxing. It is nice to see Al relax. He is almost always puttering around fixing and working on a new project. Time to chill. That’s what summer is for.

Although a little cooler, the morning was lovely again.

My favorite thing on the boat is morning coffee out in the cockpit, just me and the view. Then it was time to test the oven by baking Pillsbury cinnamon buns for the Captain. Shakedown checklist – The oven worked

More shakedowns – dinghy time. This is an entirely new routine for us. For all of our years sailing, we always had davits on the stern for the dinghy. Krogens usually have a hoist system up on the flybridge and the dinghy is kept there. There are pros and cons to both approaches. With davits, the dinghy is easy to drop into the water quickly, but, it makes the transom nearly impossible to access when the dinghy is there. A dinghy up on the flybridge is out of the way of the transom, but, it takes much longer to drop it into the water and put it back up on the bridge. With practice we hope to become efficient at the process because we need the access on the transom for boarding. 

The dinghy sits on the deck of the flybridge. Al connects it and we lift it using the boom and a pulley (two different controls.)
Up and over the rail, then lowered down into the water. It isn’t difficult and not at all strenuous, but it does take a little time. I expect we will get faster with practice. Shakedown checklist – dinghy hoist system

Next it was time to check out the dinghy’s engine. Uh oh. This is not good. The Yamaha engine won’t start. (And this is why we are having a mini-shakedown cruise.) Al begins working on it.

After fiddling with this and that, Al did get it started.
With a wave, he is off and running for a test drive. Although the engine is running now, it isn’t fully fixed. Al needs to clean and rebuild the carburetor. 

Happy news!! Mary Jo and Dean are riding over on Jallao for their little shakedown and a visit. 

I asked Mary Jo why her hand was on her forehead, which I did not see until I reviewed the photographs. She said, “I was thinking OMG, what a start to the season. You captured my moment 🥰🥰.”
Drinks on the flybridge and a group selfie to document the first day on the water

Then it was time for the next part of the shakedown – a dinghy ride for me. Since the dinghy and engine had been tested earlier, I guess this was a shakedown for me. This is our new aluminum bottom dinghy bought last year just before the pandemic raised its ugly head. It is smaller and lighter than any of the old ones we had. Last year, I could not get into it. My back just wouldn’t let me bend down comfortably and safely. The staples that Al added to the transom made it so easy to get in and out.

I do appreciate these staples. It feels so much safer. We will be able to boat into our 80’s. 😉 😜
I am pleased to say it was a very comfortable ride. (Note – the Yamaha engine still needs a carburetor overhaul.)

No amazing sunsets either evening, but Mother Nature was still generous with a pretty and tranquil water view.

We enjoyed another night and morning before heading back to SYC.

Low tide was at noon, and it must have been extra low based on the markings on these rocks.

Over all, a successful mini-shakedown cruise.