Whenever asked how foggy it gets on Seguin, my answer usually ends with “Just wait until August. It’s always foggy in August”. This morning, for the first time in two weeks, we woke up to a solid wall of fog. Hello August.
Foggy though it was, the seas were calm, which is what I mostly cared about, as four of our friends were driving north from Massachusetts & Pennsylvania to Phippsburg, to be picked up by my intrepid father, to be brought out to Seguin for a visit. Other than tend to our couple of tourist-type visitors, Amy & did little else this morning except prepare for their eventual arrival- this included harvesting some beets & greens from the garden to serve up.
It was around 1400 when I got the radio call from Father, “I’ve got everyone on board, come meet us”, and minutes later I was ferry Chris & Andy (shipmates from MSC), and their lady friends Alyssa & Jessica, onto the island. When Chris & Andy landed so did my summer of clean living. I don't mean that in a derogatory fashion at all, just that they pulled me into true island living, and what a time we had. Showing friends the light for the first time is always fun, touring around the island, swimming, and all the rest, make for a good time always.
We eventually sat down to a dinner of fresh pizza I made with a sourdough crust (first time recipe, was a success) before doing a couple more tours and then retiring to the living room to catch up. Bedtime came later tonight than normal, and tomorrow is going to come early.
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