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.
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.
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.
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.
We awoke to fog surrounding us and throughout the little harbor.
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.
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.
Next on our agenda was another dinghy ride around the islands.
Taking another walk down a road of piney woods, we found the Ledgewood Preserve, 28 acres along the peninsula in Georgetown.
What a beautiful day to sit on a rock or explore.
We enjoyed our stop here at Five Islands, Georgetown.
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!
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.”
It was cloudy and humid when our boats left SYC, not a particularly promising start to our time with Limerick.
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.
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.
After dinner on Kindred Spirit, Napatree did not disappoint our guests. She turned on the light show as the sun set.
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 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
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.
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.
We left Napatree and Watch Hill behind and headed to Stonington, for dinner at the DogWatch. Thanks for the photos, Mary Jo!
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.
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.
We awoke to another lovely, but warm, morning in Stonington.
And then it was time to wave good bye and wish our new friends bon voyage and safe travels.
Al and I stayed in Stonington for the rest of the day, playing in the dinghy and the water.
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.
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??
And then we had to get the refrigerator from the car, down our dock.
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. 😍
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.
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.
There were new large pieces of driftwood along the beach, all very bleached.
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.
It hasn’t been all play. Al always has a project (or two or three) in the works.
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.
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.
The anchorage is surrounded by rocky edges along the northern side.
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.
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.
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.
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.
We picked up a mooring and enjoyed the afternoon, warmest day of the week.
Until …… It was a Wednesday evening so it was race time out in Fishers Island Sound.
Although a little cooler, the morning was lovely again.
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.
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.
Happy news!! Mary Jo and Dean are riding over on Jallao for their little shakedown and a visit.
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.
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.