We left Tarrytown at 11:30. We had decided not to go very far and that we would anchor. There was to be a little wind and we knew rain and thunderstorms, but we figured we had all afternoon to make sure that the anchor was holding us. We expected to have some traffic as it was Saturday, but there was very little. Is it that it is too early in the season for New York or that the fuel prices are holding people back from enjoying their boats?

Ossining! Originally known as Sing Sing. But, apparently, when there was a boycott of prison-made goods, the people of this town needed to make sure their buyers knew that they were not prison made. They changed the name of their town. So, there we were, anchored off Croton Point with Sing Sing on the hill. How frustrating to be in that prison – a view of the Hudson River with all of the ships and boats going by and the commuter train tooting its horn. Confined and continually reminded that life is truly passing in front of you.

Well, we were not disappointed. Our day was pleasant. Gentle rain came in the evening and with it came the lightening and thunder. Not one storm, but several. Kelley and I ate a delicious barbecued steak dinner with potato and salad. The rain poured. We held our ground and slept like babies.