With a wind shift to the NW due Wednesday we opted to head over to Stonington Harbor later on Tuesday after the fog lifted and the rain stopped. The wind so far had been a very agreeable mostly 3-10kts but Wed’s shift to NW was to bring 15-20kts and Napatree offered noting but fetch from that direction. Stonington Harbor is just around the corner and in 35 mins we were anchored in the tiny anchorage set between two mooring fields. With room for maybe 5 well-placed boats, this space is a token anchorage; heck we and one other boat were quite happy to have it and not pay $45/night for a mooring.
A bazillion sailing craft in the harbor, plenty of Optis and other small sailing vessels out every day joy sailing and racing makes for fine scenery against the backdrop of lovely historic homes.
Most of the Hope Springs in-town scenes were filmed in Stonington along Water Street. Noah’s was turned into the Nor’easter Diner, the street wetted to enhance the look and the one-way traffic switched around “because it filmed better that way.”
The architect office across the street acquired the “marriage counseling” sign and hung it below theirs; making for a puzzling display.
Twice a week in season, the historical society offers a walking tour of the “boro.” We were in town, the weather was beautiful, so why not? We learned more about local history, town characters and homes than I can regurgitate here (or remember).
Stonington is home to the last remaining commercial fishing fleet in Connecticut. Over near the commercial docks you will find the very unique Stonington Seafood Harvesters, Inc. The small building with the red awning at 4 High St offers self-serve cases of frozen-aboard-ship fish, scallops, shrimp and stuffies. The BI swordfish was so delicious that we went back for more the next day.
Always on the lookout for a decent bakery we spied a sign for Zest housed over in the old velvet factory.
In 1996 the 104-year-old American Velvet Factory announced it was forced to close its doors and move operations to Virginia within two years. Reborn, as old factories often are (thank goodness) into a haven for artists, a glass blower, a potter and a niche bakery the factory is clean and expansive. You can almost feel the velvet.
Our ½ mile walk took us over the Amtrak tracks; how thoughtful to provide covered walkways where the road was sliced to make way for the tracks.
Thursday’s lunch found us at Skipper’s Dock; let me recommend the Blood Orange Margarita. Aphrodite was tied up at the dock awaiting her passengers for the return trip to Watch Hill. I correctly picked the restaurant’s patrons who would be returning. Perhaps the perfect, yet casual attire, even for those under 15, as well as many lobster shells gave them away. We had a few minutes to get closer before she took off; I mean who wouldn’t want to get an eyeful not to mention a ride in this gleaming beauty.
Do we stay or go? What to do with weather so wonderful; almost anything you want. Our next stop was going to be Mystic but the Brewer’s marina there told us they don’t take catamarans (well!). Another marina had moorings at $1.50/ft; ouch. We could pay that at Shelter Island. Anchoring opportunities were limited; however, we wanted to make a move Friday and where there’s a will (named Russ) there’s a way. Stay tuned.