Went for another bus ride this morning, while we were waiting for the tide to come in, so we could get out of here. We certainly didn't want to pay for another night at this place. The bus took us all the way to Milford, which is a lovely, rural New England town. We greatly enjoyed looking at the foliage and the white-capped ocean.
Got back to the boat a little after noon. The man who drove us downtown yesterday came by the boat on his lunch hour and chatted for a while. We gave him an old copy of "Latitude 38" as a token of our appreciation.
By then, the tide was high, and we wanted to leave, but first we had to get diesel. There were two other boats at the fuel dock, so we ate lunch while we were waiting. It turned out the boats weren't waiting for fuel; they were waiting to be hauled out. It took the dockmaster about two hours to attach one boat to the Travel Lift and raise it out of the water. That gave us a little room at the fuel dock, so we motored over there and tied up. Eventually, the dockmaster came by to start the pump. By the time we'd filled the tank and eight jerry cans, it was after 3:30 -- too late to go anyplace, so we were just going to motor out into the harbor and drop anchor. To our amazement, the dockmaster apologized for keeping us waiting and offered us a free night at the marina! So he isn't such a bad guy after all.
We tied up again at our old dock and then walked a few blocks to a grocery store for cereal and juice.
The wind has died down considerably, so we should be able to depart in the morning, especially since we've turned the boat around so she's facing out.
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