Whale, Ho! Ep. 15

We left our friends, the Skillins, in Kennebunk this week and started making our way further south. There was a general willingness amongst the crew to continue our march south at a rapid pace in hopes of warmer weather. On Tuesday, we motored for 45 miles to Rockport, on the tip of Cape Ann, near Gloucester. Rockport is a quaint small town with an enjoyable waterfront area called Bear Skin Neck. Back in the War of 1812, this spot was the site of Seafencibles, a reference to men that were posted in forts to protect the harbor. They were overrun by the British in a surprise attack and taken prisoner. Fortunately, we faired better, as we sampled the goods from the local ice cream shop! It seemed like this spot would be teeming with visitors in the height of summer; now that school has started, we get to enjoy these areas with a bit more elbow room on the streets. Here’s a picture of the waterfront area as we approached to anchor.

I got a lot of criticize from the family for taking many pictures of Thalia from the shoreline… why is it that some sailors, once off the ship and wandering ashore, focus instead on the ship from whence they come?!

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Pay it Forward Ep. 9

This week was a little more mellow then past weeks. We spent most of our time in the Halifax area, taking in two more days of the Busker’s Festival. I think the kids would have been fine if we had stayed for the whole 10 days, seeing the same acts being repeated time and again! We moved down the harbor front away from the immediate hustle and bustle that marked the Maritime Museum wharf to a wonderful area called Bishop’s Landing. Within a short walk was a very substantial grocery store, but even better than that was a Saturday morning farmer’s market at an old brewery building. This market was like none other that we have been to, and we’ve seen a lot of farmer’s markets! It meandered through old passageways inside the basement and two upper floors of the old brewery — it was truly a labyrinth of hallways and oddly shaped rooms. Near the end of our foraging, the path opened up into a sun drenched courtyard, pictured below — looking like something out of an old European village, complete with an string quartet playing Pachelbel’s Canon!

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