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| Along the 1-1/2 mile river into Mattituck. |
The string of nice weather days continues. After breakfast ashore at Le Bonn Boulangerie--we may have left Quebec but we haven't lost our passion for French coffee and breads--we drop the mooring line and head east. The anchorage at Mattituck, our destination, is small and reportedly fills quickly on weekends. All true. Nellie is the third boat in the anchorage and pretty much fills it up.
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| Pat and Ken Smith pose with our donut haul. |
It has been weeks and I'm suffering mightily from sugar donut withdrawal. So, once ashore, we go looking for the fabled North Fork Donut Company. We arrive as they're closing. I explain my predicament while eyeing their prodigious selection. "It's your lucky day," I'm told. "We normally give any leftover donuts to the homeless shelter; but they're not coming so take a box full on us." I'm in heaven. While dinghying back to Nellie we stop at the other two boats in the anchorage and share our bounty. The skipper of the first boat tells us he's a retired police officer. Taking donuts to a cop, is that good karma or what?
35 miles today. 996 miles into 2019 and 9,221 from Naples. DBH
