I had moved the boat out to a mooring the other night because of an approaching southerly gale. Everything was still quiet at 9pm when I heard a voice coming from out on the water. It was someone in a little rowboat, but because of the darkness I couldn't for the life of me figure out who it was. "Hey, how's it going?". "Good, good, how are you?". "Great".
"I can't see you. Who are you!"
The crew I had been waiting for! I hadn't heard from him in weeks, and he was the only link to my other crew hopeful, Ed S. I instantly felt relief, as I realized I wouldn't have to do any of passage south on my own. I could once again be excited about it, instead of the faint dread that had slowly been developing.
Now able to contact Ed as well, I'm quite confident in our crew of 4 (Effie must not be forgotten!) in making the crossing from Nova Scotia to Cape Cod. Thursday is my current departure date, assuming the haul-out at Surretts Island is still a go.