Mosquito Head to Long Cove at Orrs Island, July 30, 2012

We decided that for our long sail to Casco Bay we would get an “early” start. We were up at 7am, and headed to the cockpit to start moving for breakfast enroute. As we have learned earlier in our trip, Maine does not actually wake up early. After opening the hatch to the cockpit we learned that all we could see was the cockpit. We were completely fogged in.


We decided that this meant no early start and made a sit down breakfast! Sourdough pancakes with Biscoff spread! Yumm.

Just before 8am the fog started to break and we got underway. Still no wind, so we were motoring for the beginning of the trip.


We motored about half way across Muscongus Bay until we reached Eastern Egg Rock, where we first saw puffins just over a month ago. They are still cute, and we stopped for a while to watch them swimming around.



After passing the puffins the wind had built in enough that we decided it was time to sail! Up with the main, up with the genoa and then (insert drumroll) up with the newly rigged staysail! Rode Trip really seemed to like the new sail and the extra sail area in front of the mast seems to help balance out her large mainsail.



Our sail was upwind so we ended up tacking our way west along the Maine coast. We had a man overboard drill near Damariscove Island when one of our fenders wasn’t tied in as tightly as we thought it was! We looped back and Stephanie caught it with the boathook on our first pass. As the day went on the wind kept building and building, until we were moving FAST. Eventually all that wind caught up with us as we entered Casco Bay and the waves started to grow as well.

Rode Trip handled the waves like a champ, and pushed right through. The wind as approaching 15 knots, but Rode Trip was still handling all 3 sails very well. They helped give her all the power she needed to push through the waves.

We finally made our turn around the end of Bailey Island, and the waves starting dying almost immediately. We had to take the staysail down, because it wasn’t helping on our downwind sail up Harpswell Sound. On our way up the sound we passed the old cribstone bridge.

20120730-225614.jpgAfter about an hour of working our way up Harpswell sound we tucked into Long Cove on Orrs Island. The guide book tells us that this is a local “hurricane hole.” To us that reads as a great place to get a good nights sleep!





Engine Update

We were getting ready to leave Rockland, so one last check on the oil level to make sure that it was right where expected. It was definitely at the right level, but had a milky grey coloration to it. I knew something was definitely wrong, and headed to shore to get supplies for an additional oil change and to talk over the possibilities with Dennis. The consensus was that there was water in the oil, but not very much.

This really left only two possibilities.
1. We have a leak of coolant into the oil system on the engine. This is a big problem, and it will continue to leak and will become even more obvious in the oil. This seemed unlikely because when we started having engine problems we started monitoring all our fluid levels and the coolant level has been steady.
2. We ended up with condensation in our crankcase/oil pan from some step in the changeover of our fuel lift pump.

We crossed our fingers that it was option 2, and talked to Dennis about how we could get in touch with some of his friends who are marine mechanics and started on our way. After motoring for a while we checked the oil again and we are back to a nice “clean” oil color! Whew. I hope that the engine is running so smoothly now that there are no additional blog posts about it for a while.

Farewell Rockland to Mosquito Head, July 29, 2012

Rode Trip was having a difficult time saying goodbye to her new friends. While in Rockland, she had a visit from Mark, Marta, Roan, & Alec. They popped aboard for a brief visit before heading back to Por Dos to entertain their own weekend guests. Mark & Marta reminisced about their first boat, Por Nada, which was similar to Rode Trip in size and design. We enjoyed having a crowd and were happy to show off Rode Trip. Roan and Alec had a lesson in pilot berths and another lesson in the many uses of a dremel. Por Dos is headed for MA so we hope to see her there.

While provisioning, Rode Trip docked for fuel at Journey’s End Marina and found another Westsail ’32 “Heron” docked at the marina. Brian recognized that Heron has been posted for sale for some time. We took a walk across the docks for a closer look. Nobody was around for a tour, but to our delight the prospective buyers happened by our way to check out Rode Trip. We welcomed them aboard. The couple was hopeful that Heron would become their first sailboat, having had power boats for years. They live in Florida and have plans to sail Heron home in several hops down the east coast. We don’t know much about Heron to compare, but we certainly shared our Westsail love thus far with our experiences on Rode Trip. The decision wasn’t final, but we’ll keep our eyes out for Heron along the way!

Our newfound friend, Dennis, invited us to his home for dinner. Dennis and Sadie (a champion black lab) proved to be great hosts. Dennis grilled burgers and shared a delicious rhubarb-raspberry dessert called Betty. Mmm the taste of hearty, charcoaled meat and then fruity, cakey goodness a’la mode! We got to know one another and shared many interests: sailing (obviously), brewing, cooking, dogs, etc. Dennis’ wife was disappointed to miss our introduction but hopefully our paths will cross once again, maybe in Cuba, while Candice isn’t at work.

As I mentioned, Rode Trip was having a difficult time saying goodbye and the rainy Sunday morning was a delicate foreshadowing to what Brian would soon find upon his daily oil check. Cloudy, grey oil. UGH! I’ll let him share the details…

We did set off from Rockland. Just beyond the harbor as we rounded Owls Head Lighthouse we set sail. And we slowed to bobbing up an down in the waves. No wind. More motoring and keeping a close eye on the engine gauges to make certain no other changes were going to surprise us. We motored through a dreary afternoon to Mosquito Head where we tucked in for the night. We had good holding and a bit of roll that tapered as we finished dinner. We also had a new view from the bow!


And aft


And to port