Several months ago, we landed our dinghy in Warderick Wells Land and Sea Park, Exumas (Bahamas). A few minutes later, a woman came over. “I know who you are.” The woman was Diana, mom to Ben (our friend and fellow liveaboard back in the Boston days). She and her husband, Stan, were cruising the Bahamas for the winter. Stan showed up a few minutes later. Bypassing the usual pleasantries, he cut right to the chase and said to Tig, “I have a summer job for you, if you’re interested.”
We had a follow-up conversation over breakfast aboard their boat. The job was at a boatyard in Maine. The job was part private captain and part helping out in the boatyard. We thought about it, got some more details, turned it down, re-considered, and made the decision. By then boats had already started their march across the Gulf Stream. We had to say goodbye to the Bahamas, put Wildie on the hard, and book it up to Maine by the end of May.
And so here we are…still feeling our way on solid ground. And enjoying the unique experience of Maine in the summer.