Submitted by Ann Collins, Catherine’s mother
Yesterday was a bit rainy but not enough to stop anybody from enjoying above decks. Most of the folks aboard went to discover Hope Island, spotting eagles and other wildlife. A hike across the island was a welcome stretch of the legs with the delightful surprise of a rope swing over the bay upon arrival at the island – all ages took a turn!
I’m finding that I’m just enjoying the whole atmosphere, with time to think about all that life has given me with my daughter and my grandson Ben with me on the trip. It feels like life has come full circle from the time I was a youngster, especially as I watch Ben learning what it takes to be comfortable at sea. I grew up cruising the Maine coast in the 1940s and early 50s on a wooden yawl named the Fortune. It has been years since I’ve spent time on a wooden boat, and it brings back all the memories of things my mother and father taught me about living on a boat. I hope I can share some of these things with Ben, as he is absorbing the shipboard culture alongside the enthusiastic Adventuress crew.