We got into Gloucester, listened to the updates on Earl and beat feet back north to a very secure hurricane hole, which just happens to be the mooring we just left, where we are having another lovely visit with Gary and Alex. This is a view of the lighthouses as we passed, again.
Our daughter, Amanda, is flying into Boston tomorrow and we were going to spend the long weekend on a mooring there, exploring the city. Instead, we've rented a car and will pick her up and have a hurricane party. Some people will use any excuse to break out the Captain.