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Another 5 am start, and blimey do I need a lie in.  For most of the day, the weather has been perfect, just as it should be for our last day, blue skies, puffy white clouds and just the right amount of wind;  the tides could certainly have helped us make better way, by being with us instead of against us, but you cant have everything.  

It has been an uneventful day, apart from we spotted an uncharted navigational aid a long way to our south early this morning.  I checked our chart, and dickie checked the GPS but it was nowhere to be seen, still it looked square and solid and was a long way off, so we weren’t too worried. Dickie went below, and I took the wheel and a few minutes later I glanced to starboard: there it was but much closer, and gaining on us; it took a while to realize it was a submarine, with only its turret (not sure of technical term) sticking out of the water. Apparently there is a sub base in Connecticut, where it must have been heading, although we did ponder whether we should call the coast guard in case it was part of a surprise attack. We spotted a lovely old schooner in full sail.  Apart from that there has been much deck-swabbing, hatch-battening, and general cleaning up below, in preparation for our arrival and move back on land.  

As I type we are in the middle of Buzzards Bay, Penikese Island is on our starboard beam, and Quissett Harbor is just 18 miles ahead, we should arrive at around 5 pm.  It boggles my mind that the words and photo pixels of this, the last post can magically emanate from this laptop in the middle of the bay, and update our friends and families around the world of our progress: technology is a marvelous thing.  After about 1800 miles we are happy to be so close to home, and I am really happy to have finally caught up with this blog.

Signing off for now

Helen and Dickie