Sunny and calm again this morning. Paddled to House Island, so I could see the fortifications Roy explored yesterday. I wasn't disappointed. They were remarkable. Large vaulted chambers connected by long, dark passageways. Pitch dark dungeons where munitions had been stored. Beautiful arches everywhere you looked. Even a spiral stone staircase. The construction was amazing--huge granite blocks and tens of thousands of bricks. It had been built to last forever. We'd like to know more about its history.
At noon, we returned to the boat and weighed anchor. We're on our way back south. Motorsailed to Kennebunk. When we were almost there, Roy asked me to lower the mainsail. After doing so and putting on the gaskets and taking in the lazyjacks, I returned to the cockpit and was astonished to discovered that, for some unfathomable reason, Roy had changed course and zoomed over to Cape Porpoise, which is fine if you want to go to Cape Porpoise but not so fine if your intention is to go to Kennebunk, several miles away. Anyway, when he was satisfied as to our position, he turned around and headed for Kennebunk. We dropped anchor off the beach shortly before dark. The tide was going out, and we had put out too much chain. When we got down to 6.2 feet, Roy went out and pulled up forty feet of chain.
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