We're Here!

Ticonderoga, NY
43 50.31 N 073 23.33 W

Yesterday, Libby and I hugged and congratulated each other. Yet another goal accomplished. We said that we would come to Lake Champlain for the summer and now we're here. In fact, we're anchored under the cannons of Fort Ticonderoga, a very historic symbol of Champlain for a long time.

I'm still challenged about what verb to use for these mast up-down operations and states. Dis-masted, is the only generally accepted word that applies. Therefore, allow me to create my own dictionary.

Masted A vessel with a functional mast. A sailboat.
Dis-masted A vessel with a lost or broken mast.
De-masted Lowering the mast temporarily. [alternative verb: unstep the mast]
Re-masted Re-raising the mast of a de-masted vessel [alternative verb: step the mast]
Un-masted Converting a sailboat to a motorboat.

Thus, according to my definitions, yesterday we stopped at Chipman Point Marina in Orwell Vermont and re-masted Tarwathie. That made Libby happy. It made me happy. It made Tarwathie very happy.

The only down side about being here is the weather. Since coming north of Delaware Bay, the weather has been frequently gray, cool, rainy, and no wind. Extended weather forecasts for the Champlain Valley call for more of the same. Bummer. We're used to having plentiful wind sailing on this lake. Oh well, we have lots of maintenance chores. If we're smart, we'll focus on those while the weather is bad.