(Hillis) came soon after 9:30 and we started off,
leaving Mary, Chat & Hamilton on the
dock. We had a dandy sail of three hours. Mr. Sing
named the big bay opposite Bonaparte "Bragdon
Bay", for me. We pailed up the channel, past the (future) hotel and
McIntosh's pretty island, and the Leonard
islands, behind, and between two, thro' a narrow ten foot
"gate" - very beautiful. Then up and down Bragdon bay and
finally down to Mr. Sing's camp - two islands (one
only a rock) connected by a rustic bridge partly finished. On the
rock is a tent, where they entertained us with photos &c. &
outside a store, &c. The name is "Swarthmore" but I
called it "Sing-Sing" - and so it remained. I had taken
one snapshot when it began to rain, so we sailed directly back, instead of
around by Marjorie
's island as we had intended. Saw
Mary and Hamilton on burnt island, fishing and they
came in (Mary in H's tarpaulin) with quite a string - 13
or 14 - It was still raining. We had done a good deal of "luffing" in the
rain and dinner tasted pretty good. The sun came out a bit
afterward, & while Chat,
Helen & I sat on the piazza and
wrote, MaryMarjorie
had gone earlier and got back)
(no, yesterday p.m.)
7/25/03
(Hillis) came soon after 9:30 and we started off,
leaving Mary, Chat & Hamilton on the
dock. We had a dandy sail of three hours. Mr. Sing
named the big bay opposite Bonaparte "Bragdon
Bay", for me. We pailed up the channel, past the (future) hotel and
McIntosh's pretty island, and the Leonard
islands, behind, and between two, thro' a narrow ten foot
"gate" - very beautiful. Then up and down Bragdon bay and
finally down to Mr. Sing's camp - two islands (one
only a rock) connected by a rustic bridge partly finished. On the
rock is a tent, where they entertained us with photos &c. &
outside a store, &c. The name is "Swarthmore" but I
called it "Sing-Sing" - and so it remained. I had taken
one snapshot when it began to rain, so we sailed directly back, instead of
around by Marjorie
's island as we had intended. Saw
Mary and Hamilton on burnt island, fishing and they
came in (Mary in H's tarpaulin) with quite a string - 13
or 14 - It was still raining. We had done a good deal of "luffing" in the
rain and dinner tasted pretty good. The sun came out a bit
afterward, & while Chat,
Helen & I sat on the piazza and
wrote, MaryMarjorie
had gone earlier and got back)
(no, yesterday p.m.)
7/25/03
(Hillis) came soon after 9:30 and we started off,
leaving Mary, Chat & Hamilton on the
dock. We had a dandy sail of three hours. Mr. Sing
named the big bay opposite Bonaparte "Bragdon
Bay", for me. We pailed up the channel, past the (future) hotel and
McIntosh's pretty island, and the Leonard
islands, behind, and between two, thro' a narrow ten foot
"gate" - very beautiful. Then up and down Bragdon bay and
finally down to Mr. Sing's camp - two islands (one
only a rock) connected by a rustic bridge partly finished. On the
rock is a tent, where they entertained us with photos &c. &
outside a store, &c. The name is "Swarthmore" but I
called it "Sing-Sing" - and so it remained. I had taken
one snapshot when it began to rain, so we sailed directly back, instead of
around by Marjorie
's island as we had intended. Saw
Mary and Hamilton on burnt island, fishing and they
came in (Mary in H's tarpaulin) with quite a string - 13
or 14 - It was still raining. We had done a good deal of "luffing" in the
rain and dinner tasted pretty good. The sun came out a bit
afterward, & while Chat,
Helen & I sat on the piazza and
wrote, MaryMarjorie