Andrew resewed the rip in the mainsail to start the day, only the stitching had torn. We filled the water tanks and decided we should get gas as well. The guy who runs the marina (I know him by no other name) gave Andrew a ride to the gas station in Liverpool, and informed him …

The wind was already blowing hard when I woke. I could hear voices outside the boat through the small gap I had left under the v-berth hatch. I heard Andrew moving in the cabin and I got up to make breakfast. Andrew was using the rainy day to get quotes for a new mainsail. I …

We got up early to measure the mainsail in the calm air; Andrew needed to send the dimensions to the sail designer who would be drawing up the new one. The kids came over to say goodbye to Caly, and Nina came over to check out Isla while I was making breakfast. One Timer headed north …

We rose early in order to ride the tide up to Pubnico. On account of the sputtering engine / animated throttle we opted for the route outside of both Stoddart Island and those off of Forbes Point. We stopped and shut the motor off (opposing winds again today) and jigged for Cod off Pubnico Peninsula. …

We headed out of Lower West Pubnico as the ebb tide ended, and rode the flood north towards Yarmouth. We chose a route through the islands off Big Tusket, which gave us lots to look at as we glided north. The first was the Principality of Outer Baldonia, a fishing lodge turned micro-nation where angling …

We left Yarmouth early while the harbor was very calm; I cooked eggs and English muffins below deck while Andrew navigated out the channel. The engine ran smooth. With the current, we did seven knots up to the narrow passage between Brier and Long Island. The charts were dotted with markings for six knot currents …