The Island at Winter Harbor
postcards from the road
Seaside Colors
The Island at Winter Harbor
postcards from the road
Falling Water Falling
Race Day, Fluid Motion, Stationary Objects
After breakfast, Michael and Tiffany took Aeon out for a short spin. Michael hopes to finish building a Melonseed one day, and usually gets at least one sail on one during the festival.
We switch places and I zig zag through the harbor.
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Saturday Morning Boats ~ St. Michaels
No words. Just pictures.
Day of Rest ~ St. Michaels
Friday is my favorite day of the festival. Mostly because, technically, it isn’t part of the festival. Nothing is scheduled, no crowds, no events, no pressure. Friends who arrive earlier than me are out on the Wye Island camping trip, leaving time for unhurried conversations with those who remain behind. It’s the most peaceful day of sailing, too, when the weather is good.
Saint Michaels, Maryland
Arrived after dark in St. Michaels. The Mid-Atlantic Small Craft Festival will ramp up in another day or so. Already meeting old friends on the docks.
Steve’s on sailor’s time, near the end of an 18 day solo trip to the north end of the Chesapeake, arrived here today. He turned in before I got here. We’ll catch up tomorrow. Wondering how well he’s sleeping with the sudden influx of people everywhere, conversations going late into the night on the docks right next to the boat, after so many days of quiet and solitude.
I managed to pitch the tent in the dark, had a dinner of canned sardines and a local IPA from back home. I’ll sleep well, for sure.
