October 6

Today we spent our time cleaning and rerigging the boat. We were glad that we weren't moving because the fog was back again. This anchorage is just at the northern beginning of the Highlands, where the Hudson cuts a deep path through the mountains. While the fog cleared in the wider area where we were, we could see it lying thick south of us in the narrow gap between the mountains. West Point is in sight from here and is the most beautiful part of the Hudson River.

We put on the genoa (foresail) and tuned the rigging. The day provided us time to do that and to relax a little. We watched a police dive boat work just behind us. We don't know what they were looking for or if it was just a practice. Eagle's Wings called to tell us that they would be coming in late, possibly after dark. We told them we would leave the light on for them (and stand by the radio). They did a great job of working their way into the anchorage and setting their hook. The sunset was just as nice as the night before.