Glorious day! Much cooler than yesterday, and much clearer. We could see the Connecticut shore on the other side of the sound. The sun was shining, the sky was blue, the water sparkling. We even had enough breeze to sail by for a few hours in the morning. The day would have been perfect if it hadn't been for the flies. The boat was full of flies. We killed them by the dozens, and a thousand took their place. We couldn't figure where they kept coming from. They bit our legs with sharp, painful bites. They bit through socks, they bit through jeans. I put Off! on my legs, and that helped some, but not enough. All day long we fought flies. We could hardly get anything else done for the miserable flies.
We arrived in Sag Harbor around five. This is one of the places Roy lived when he was a boy. We wanted to tie to a dock here, but they wanted $1.90 a foot. That's outrageous! And it wasn't even a dock--it was a couple of posts. Then we asked about the moorings, and they wanted $30 a night! In California, we paid a lot less than that to tie to a first-class floating dock. But we've figured out why prices are so high here. The season only lasts a few months, from May to September at the most, so they have to make a year's income in that short a time, and they also have to make extensive repairs in the spring following the winter storms. In California, of course, the season lasts all year long.
We went to the other side of the harbor and dropped anchor (for free). Then we paddled ashore and walked around. The entire waterfront had changed since Roy was last here, and the house he used to live in was gone, but he recognized some places on Main Street. The old movie theater is still showing movies, and the old five-and-ten-cent store is still here, but I dare say their prices have probably increased a bit.
We ate supper in town and had some high-priced ice cream. By then it was dark, so we returned to the boat. Tomorrow, we'll see if his old school is still there.
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