|Leaving Falmouth behind|
When we got to the Cape Cod Canal, our cut-through to Boston, it was just 70 degrees, and moving at 23 knots felt cold, so I put on a sweatshirt and was still a little uncomfortable. We had a 65 nautical mile trip ahead of us.
|Our trip from Falmouth to Boston, through the Cape Code Canal|
|Sababa's wake with a cool bridge behind us in the Cape Cod Canal|
|Ann loved the ride from up front in the canal at a calm 10 knots|
|These annoying pots filled the entire route to Boston|
|Amazing tall ship leaving Boston Harbor|
|We finally arrive in Boston|
|Tied up in downtown Boston|
|The kids were very helpful|
|The market area is always hopping|
|In the public gardens in Boston|
By the time Matt and Becky left, it was after 10:30, and I was too tired to write my blog, so I'm writing this Sunday morning, before we head out to visit Tamara at Camp Young Judea.
On the way to the boat, we saw a good omen. In Brooklyn, we are picking up Liam and Ben Geva to bring them to Baltimore, and this license plate pulls up in front of our Uber car.
|License plate Liam1. It is a sign!|
|Did this boat really just show up the day before we visit Tamara???|