Day 6: 5.31.18 - Clinton to Stony Creek

Friday breaks foggy, with light rain. Visibility half mile with no wind. Can't sail in this. So we ride at our anchor, bake a quiche, watch a movie on the laptop, and wait for the weather. Finally around noon we can depart. Winds are on our tail and light. We can make between two and three knots. Four hours later our speed drops to only one, so we turn on the engine.

Visibility never gets better than two miles (often less) but we make our way west and into the Thimble Islands and the pretty town of Stony Creek. The islands are very pretty pink granite, each one supporting one or more massive summer homes with immaculate landscaping, personal bridges, and every house has a dock. The town is just as picturesque with many boats on moorings or posts and docks. We are told we can tie up to the town dock for the night, despite a sign that says otherwise. Perhaps they like the ambiance we add to their waterfront.

Rocky Thimble Islands

Homes sprinkled on the Thimble Islands

Gary stands sentinel as we wend our way through the narrow channels of the Thimble Islands.

Here we meet with my sister, Sue, her daughter Jessie, and their friend Becky, who lives in this town. Sue drives us to West Marine for parts, then they treat us to pizza overlooking the harbor. After a tour of Eclipse, we retire to Becky's where she generously runs our laundry through her machines.