July 2, 2016
We started the morning with great weather and a big breakfast a shredded potato-pancake thing Patty made along with fried eggs and toast. After breakfast, we did a little house cleaning, toilet composting, and other chores around the house. We were expecting to have a good number of visitors today since it’s a holiday weekend with good weather but we expected the same yesterday and it didn’t pan out.
Ethan doesn’t run his ferry service on Saturday and we hadn’t gotten any visitors in private boats either by mid-day so we decided to grab a quick lunch of london broil sandwiches. Just as Patty had the sandwiches together, a couple with a teenage boy arrived by sailboat. The mom and son were from Scottsdale, AZ and had never seen the lighthouse or been sailing before their current adventure but the man (her boyfriend we think) was local to Maine and had visited Seguin before. The three of them visited the museum, gift shop, and took a tour of the tower. Up on the catwalk, the woman asked me to take a picture of the three of them and I ended up laughing because she wanted me to capture her in just the right pose with just the right background and just the right angle. Either I got it right after several tries or she just gave up on me getting it right at some point. With that said, she did seem genuinely fascinated with the light and tower and asked lots of questions. We didn’t have any other visitors so there was absolutely no hurry in her questions or stopping to take photos.
After their lighthouse tour, they headed down the hill to walk the Cobblestone Beach Trail and we went inside for our sandwiches and cucumber salad that Patty also made. Following lunch, we read and relaxed inside the house, hoping for additional visitors. At some point I fell asleep with my feet up and my book on my chest – Patty says she didn’t but I’m not so sure!
Later in the afternoon, a couple who are members of F.O.S.I.L.S. arrived for their usual once-a-season visit to Seguin. They visited the tower and walked around the island to stretch their legs before heading back to their sailboat. They had sailed up from the south and planned to overnight in Love Cove off the Sheepscot River tonight. On the way to Seguin, they had to motor due to the wind direction but were hoping to be able to sail from Seguin to the Sheepscot.
The wind was gusting by late afternoon and it felt a little chillier than early in the day but it was still nice and sunny. I went down the hill to get water from Paco’s and noticed a nice cabin cruiser moored in the cove. I didn’t see a dinghy on the boat and didn’t think anyone was on the island besides me and Patty so I just
thought they stopped here but weren’t coming ashore. While I was in the Donkey Engine House filling our gallon jugs to carry up, a German Shepard passed by the window but I didn’t see a person. As soon as I finished filling my containers, I went outside to see who was there only to see a dinghy half way from the beach to the cabin cruiser. Weird… I guess people come ashore all the time and we don’t see them but to be right there and miss them was different. Oh well, I headed back up with about four gallons of water for tonight and tomorrow.
Patty’s ear is still bothering her a little and we might go to an urgent care type place on Wednesday if it’s not better by then. I don’t think it hurts so much as it causes some dizziness and nausea sporadically. Kind of like vertigo or something… Anyway, since she wasn’t feeling great, I “cooked” some canned Brunswick Stew (a Virginia delicacy – not related to Brunswick, Maine) with some bread and cheese for dinner. And, by the way, I can cook lots of things much more complicated that canned stew even though in the blog, every meal description starts with “Patty made….”! But for tonight, stew was quick, easy, and light which is what we both wanted.
After dinner, I went out back to get some sun setting pictures and came upon a black seagull on the ground, just off the back lawn, being attacked by gray gulls. The black gull was much larger than the others but there was just one of him and lots of them. He seemed like he was injured but I startled him and he tried to fly away. That only further agitated the other gulls who dove in to attack him. Circle of Life and all that but it was kind of hard to watch. The black gull did seem to eventually elude the others or maybe he just crashed into the rocks beyond my vision? I do know that I didn’t see him again while I was out there.
The evening ended with a nice sunset and I got one nice picture of the fog signal bell with the setting sun behind it. We only had five visitors today but that was three greater than yesterday. I am sure we’ll have lots and lots of visitors tomorrow.
Favorite Moment(s) – radio call overheard on VHF 16 (Coast Guard distress channel): “this is the sailing vessel Dragon Fly, we’re in a pickle.” Watching black and gray gulls rumbling by the tower.
Sunrise – 4:50am
Sunset – 8:18pm