The morning was crisp and clear and we got started just after sunrise. We were greeted by the sight of Eagle, the Coast Guard Academy's tall ship, coming into port. (The Academy is in New London.)

It was another day of westerly winds, and so we motored all the way to the Connecticut River, our destination and Monica's final stop on this cruise.
It was mid afternoon when Robin's bow turned between the two jetties at the mouth of the river. I'm always wary of the shoals on either side of the river, always paying careful attention to the boats coming at us ahead and astern, and so I had reason to be studying the dark-hulled sailboat coming downstream toward us.
My mouth was just forming the words: "That looks like Mirari" when I noticed the captain was looking back at me with a smile. It was, indeed, Mirari and her skipper, Dan Stadtlander, he of Bermuda One-Two fame and a friend now for the last four years.
We waved and shouted hellos, and then we each kept on going, certain we'd be talking in the near future.
In a mile or so, we turned to port into North Cove in Old Sayebrook, CT, where we found a mooring with a yellow ribbon, indicating it was free for the taking.
One more splendid evening with Monica, and then in the morning she and I took a taxi to the Amtrak Station, where she boarded a train for New York while I returned to get Robin underway for the final leg of this summer's adventure.