The race ends as the fog rolls in and envelopes us. A tug towing a huge barge slips silently past our port side. . . thank goodness for radar!
Its a relief to pick up a mooring in Cuttyhunk, as the forecast is for strong winds.. . .Its a long time since we have BEEN rolled around in bed, not since the Caribbean, a reminder of how sheltered the cruising has been here.
The next morning we wake up to a brilliantly clear blue sky and go ashore to explore this lovely, undeveloped island.
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