mainely maine

we paid a visit to dabney's dad and stepmother over the weekend. jack has recently transplanted his life from florida up the coast to maine - close to boston, but still far outside our previously-requested 3-hour donut. hence, the late visit.

besides finding his new spiritual home, jack and his wife have taken on the huge task of building their dream home in the maine woods not far from his beloved sailboat, iota. is that not the cutest name for a boat?

we arrived on saturday afternoon amidst clouds and fog, so an abbreviated tour of acadia national park was all that we could swing before the lights went out. it was so beautiful that even i, the famously reluctant camper that i am, can't wait to return for a week of s'mores, hot dogs, and beer. that's camping, right?





on sunday, i got to go on my long-awaited maiden voyage aboard iota. my first sailing expedition was thwarted by the sheer length of the florida intercoastal that never allowed us to actually set sail. it seemed fitting that maine, the boatbuilding capital of the world, was where i'd finally see iota flap its wings.

but first, we had to get our gear to the dock.



then, blow up the temporary dinghy...



squeeze all four of us onto the tiny dinghy...



and then we were good to go.





i am such a dork that whenever i am on a boat, i try to look nautical.


to our crew, thanks for keeping me safely aboard and sea sick-free.