Underway

Slipped the mooring under sail at 11:05. Meg waving from the shore. No hoopla, no marching bands. After taking an hour to reach Diamond Island,1 1/2 miles, I caved in and motored till 5. Currently anchored under the guns of Fort Ticonderoga. Cooked up a nice dinner and am watching the sun go down. Also enjoying the intoxicating sound of a jet ski, dashing aimlessly to and fro.