As exciting as it is for the kids arriving at the Island, those in charge are equally as anxious that all the details are taken care of to ensure that all goes well. The first order of business is to retrieve my Boston Whaler from storage at Ada's Caribou Cottage. This entails the significant assistance from our neighbor Tom Flood. As luck would have it, he was available to take us out; the neighbors near the cottage, who keep the keys to Ada's place were home; the locks worked; the batteries to both Ada's jeep (which we were going to borrow) and the boat engine started, Tom towed us to the launch ramp; the motor started, and we were on our way to the island, two excited kids in the bow, and one Grandma driving the boat, very relieved that everything fell into place.
As we neared our boathouse, a fishing boat was strangely just drifting near our point. It turned out that a sailboat had capsized and turned turtle. The fishermen had rescued the two sailors, and were struggling to keep the sailboat from sinking. They ultimately hailed a sailing yacht that was coming in to anchor in the bay. The yacht threw anchor and came over in their dinghy, and together they were able to upright the sailboat. the. The fishing boat towed the sailboat in. No day at the Island is a bad day, but especially good things happened to make this an especially good day.
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