Portsmouth is a wonderful little town. We love the downtown area, shops, etc. Plus, we have so many friends here that it is like coming home. Amazing what staying 6 weeks did for us last year!We took a mooring at the Portsmouth Yacht Club (PYC). It's convenient, but subject to the wakes created by everything from small run-abouts to the large ferries to the big tankers. It can rock your brains out, except for Wickie, who doesn't seem to be fazed by much of anything these days.
The club is actually in the even smaller town of New Castle. Quaint, quaint, quaint!
On Thursday night we met friends Gail and Eric and Marina and Dave for dinner at the clubhouse. They prepared a great meal for us and brought it to the clubhouse to eat in as we watched the sunset.
Portsmouth is on the Piscataqua River, a long river whose banks include a naval submarine yard, a commercial port that caters to the huge salt carriers, and further up river, oil storage systems. Maybe refineries, but we're not sure. As we were having dinner, one of the big oil tankers lumbered up the river. Keep in mind...Latitudes is 42 ft long, the mast is 65 feet high. Look at the comparison! This tanker was at least 400 ft long, probably more.
Friday we borrowed Gail's car and did errands, grocery shopping, picked up mail, etc while she DID MY LAUNDRY! Later that evening Marina and Dave picked us up for dinner out with friends of theirs, Janet and Mark.
Today we did chores on the boat (rainy mooring, sunny afternoon). Tonight we had dinner at the clubhouse again, this time including friends Kim and Dick, who we met at the Badger Island Marina where we stayed last fall. They have moved their boat to PYC this year.So, a great visit in Portsmouth, this time mostly about the friends here.
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