Sitting in the Fayaway’s cockpit facing aft, toward the southwest. Taking in all there is in this relatively busy mid-coast Maine town. I hear squawking ospreys, speaking to each other as they circle and perch atop nearby mastheads. I hear a slow rumbling murmur of the Vinalhaven ferry moving its passengers to a nearby island. …
SV Fayaway
"Time is the currency of our life—how we spend it defines our existence." -John Kretchmer
