Muscongus Bay, Part Four

The previous day's fog lifted overnight to reveal an absolutely stunning sunrise. The water was serene and the clouds were retreating. After Breakfast, Dylan and I set out for the northern tip of Cow Island, a crossing of about a mile and a half. The wind had picked up a bit since sunrise and it blew directly in our faces. Luckily, the water remained fairly calm. At the end of Cow Island we pulled into a small cove and took a break. We carried our boats over a small sand bar and we were suddenly at the other side of the island. Cheating can be nice sometimes.

We then went up and around Palmer Island and straight over to Crow Island. At Crow, we ate lunch and watched a group of lobster boats working. Despite moving so slowly, they create a huge wake. They were the only thing making waves in this part of the sound. We decided that we'd camp at the southern tip of Hog Island, only a short ways away from Crow.

We loaded up the boats and paddled down to Crow Island, finding what used to be a campsite. There was a large sign posted saying that no camping was allowed. It looked like they might have been rebuilding the sites. Oh well, back to Crow Island for us. On our way out we say a group of paddlers headed towards Hog Island.

Back at Crow we called up a number on a sign on the island and got a fire permit. We buit a fire below the high tide line and then we finished off Dylan's whiskey. It was a good thing we didn't have far to paddle the next day.