This picture sums it all up – fog.

We left in fog, creeping out of the cove into the Sheepscot River. We motored in fog, passing only working lobster boats (one named the Miss Nicole which my class would appreciate I’m sure).

Things cleared up a little bit out in Muscongus Bay, and getting to see minke whales, dolphins, and seals all made up for the lack of wind. We were even able to get close enough to Eastern Egg Rock Island to see all the juvenile puffins (it’s an Audubon Society Preserve).

We dropped anchor in Port Clyde north of Hupper Island and then – big shock – the fog slammed down again. Following our electronic charts closely on the iPad, we dinghied into shore to visit one of our favorite watering holes – the Barn Bar. What a disappoint. Packed with waspy older white people (yes, I know we qualify), we sat at the bar for a drink but we’re greatly disappointed. The once charming bar just seemed like any other tourist attraction. We picked up a few provisions and headed back to the boat instead.