20 July, 2011

16 July 2011 Reunion Day

Saturday dawned clear and beautiful with suggestions of warming up by 0700.  After breakfast the five of us (Darcy of course, is our ever-present shadow) went to the bottom of the hill to walk the rocks on the east side of the island.  Justin & Shannon took pictures while I scrambled around on rocks uncovered by the low spring tide, and hunted out fresh mussel bed to ravage for future dinners- since none of us were violently ill the night before I figured mussel collecting on Seguin is a safe activity.  Once we had made it to the Cobblestone Beach we beat feet to the top of the island, both to get water, and because the Cove was already filling up with boats.  From that point on there was a steady stream of folks coming to the top of the hill until about lunchtime.  I had broken off from the tours to make lunch, when Justin came into the galley, and told me “there is some kid looking for you outside”.  With a slight feeling of trepidation I went outside, to find my concerns were justified…

Three of my classmates from Maine Maritime I had not seen in over five years had arrived on scene with their wives & girlfriends, and beer.  Dave Goodwin, John Nadeau, and James Jeffcoat, hearing I was on Seguin, had loaded up in Dave’s go-devil (a 22’ Boston Whaler with a 300HP outboard) and come to visit.  It was a fun, but too brief visit.  I showed them the light, we all talked shop for a bit, then went to the Cove for a swim, and they departed, albeit with promises to return for another longer stay, and with a greater stock of adult beverages.

Their departure granted me only a brief reprieve from the Castine Mafia lasted only for a couple of hours, as when Father came to pick up Justin & Shannon, he brought out another two classmates, Matt Farmer & Stephanie Manning, to have a quick beer with us.  After Matt regaled us with a sea story about the rudder falling off of his ship (I though MSC was rough) they had to leave too, again with promises of returning.  If all of these promises bear out, August is going to be a raucous month out here. 

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