Back to two of our favourite spots. We were the only boat at the spit. That is because we were the only ones stupid enough to anchor there with an imminent strong West wind. We went to shore and were having a great time until we noticed about fifteen knots of wind and waves blowing straight on to the beach.
With great difficulty we launched the boat and then raised anchor and fled to our favourite anchorage on Portland Island only about five miles away. We spent two nights here while the weather blew itself out.
Song Sparrow
Our first warbler a Yellow Rumped
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