Log of s/v Bellerophon

We arrived at Fishers Island at 1 bell in the first Dog. The YC crew gave us a hearty welcome and inquired whether we'd like lobster delivered to our boat, live or cooked. We declined, thinking only of Carol's American Chop Suey. We struck the private signal and flew the Commissioning Pennant, thinking it was more appropriate to the setting.





I tried to look up Dave Burnham, and have hopes that I will be able to make contact with him over the weekend.

We're thinking they may not appreciate evening colors, since this place seems to close up at 5pm.