Back Home in a Back Cove
A crisp breeze sweeps through Old Saybrook, Connecticut, a reminder that although November has been kind to us thus far, colder air lingers nearby, creeping in aft er dark and when the clouds cover the sun. Soon, relentless cold will likely be our reality in the Northeast for the coming months, and reminders are everywhere. Saybrook Point, bustling with activity during the summer, is silent and empty, save for a few locals fishing from the pier. The mini-golf course is shrink-wrapped for the winter, and the Connecticut River, usually full of pleasure craft, looks barren. Th is is the time of year when Northeastern boaters prepare for hibernation
Saybrook Point Marina is my homeport, and during the summer months, its expansive slips are filled with a motley of vessels, from open dayboats to trawlers to
