the Hermit Island Wayfarer Rally
Small Point, Maine * August 13-20, 2005
Uncle Al's Scrap Book: Thursday, the 18th - 3
pics by Julia and Al Schonborn

... could see a lone sailboat heading home towards the Fish House where Chuck and I had sailed the previous morning.
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Julia poses above a pretty much drained ...
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... Bath Tub.
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A last gasp of sunlight is reflected by the tidal mud as Al decides to explore the Tub at low water.
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Standing in the Tub, looking back towards Sunset Lagoon.
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View to the south from Breakwater Point.
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West Dune Beach and Sand Dune Beach are rapidly emptying in the cool, cloudy breeze.
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Still, the occasional ray of sunshine makes it through ...
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... the gathering clouds.
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One last look at Sunset Lagoon and the Bath Tub.
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Gooseberry Island (upper right) with ...
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... Joe's Head beyond.
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Gooseberry Island as seen from Joe's Head, I think.
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One brave young lady runs to greet her friends on Sand Dune Beach.
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The end of our walk: next to the camp store, the entrance to the actual camping area did not lack prohibitions.
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The interesting clouds continue to swirl as Julia and I head for the showers to prepare for the week's social climax ...
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... dinner at the Lobster House over on Small Point.
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This reminds me that Tom has yet to send me his pictures!!
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For most of the group, the fine restaurant dinner was ...
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... a real treat, coming as it did, after a week of do-it-yourself camp cooking.
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Uncle Al checks out the "Smoking Lounge" as darkness falls and the flash is needed to illuminate his favourite shirt, a ...
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... birthday present from daughter, Joanna, that could be interpreted to read: "I don't give a mouse's donkey." I can't say that I disagree with my daughter's assessment of dad's attitude. Meanwhile ...
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... Chuck's dinner has arrived (behind Al's now salt-stained Wayfarer cap). Chuck seems to have high hopes for his meal, as ...
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... does Ginny for her chowder. The restaurant evening that brings us all together late in the Rally is, for me, one of its highlights each year. We're invariably a lovely and lovable group. Again this year, we all had a great time, as Tim and Alan had done a fine job in choosing the excellent restaurant. Even getting back to Hermit Island was interesting, since this was the night of the full moon, when high tide - around 10 p.m. - would be a spring tide that reportedly would cover the road across the Neck between Hermit Island and the mainland.  I for one, drove quite sedately through the nearly a foot of salt water that was covering the road when Julia and I returned. Fun stuff!!
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