Stranger than Fiction

Stranger than Fiction   ...   Wednesday 3^rd July 2013

This morning we motored to Port Jefferson in the dinghy.  We took a walking tour of the town (not including the bakery!) and had just stopped outside a café, waiting for it to open, when a couple started to walk by.  To our amazement we recognized the chap from Marsh Harbor in the Abaco.   After a little mental exercise we could remember that his boat was called Walkabout.  In fact we first encountered John when we were anchored in Lake Worth near the inlet in preparation for the crossing to West End, Walkabout anchored near us.  So when we chatted to John at Snappa’s Bar in Marsh Harbor, we felt like we already knew him and over the next few weeks we bumped into each other quite often.  Today he was with a woman who had “jumped ship” to spend a few days with a fellow Australian.  John is on his way to Maine.  His companion claimed that she would rejoin her “original boat” in a few days and travel to Nova Scotia.

It amazed me to bump into this guy here on Long Island.  As Mike said there aren’t so many ports where sailors go.  I think there are quite a lot of ports up and down the eastern seaboard.  The chances of being in the same place, at the same time as someone you know seems pretty slim. Of all cafes in all the ports in all the world... 

Gloria

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Sandy cove - Port Jefferson

Cotinga anchored near the sand bar tat forms the north-western side of Port Jefferson Harbor

Storm clouds passing at dusk