If “pea soup” is an accurate description of our usual dense fogs, Thursday’s fog was haddock chowder. It was so thick, it appeared chunky in places. It occasionally would lift slowly about 100 feet, and then seemingly crumble down again into an impenetrable gray wall.
Every now and then, the schooner “Heritage” could be seen for several minutes hunkered down off Babson Island. The large, mostly yellow-hulled “Heritage” is hard to hide. Here you see her waiting for her passengers to come back from a foggy visit to the renowned Wooden Boat School whose pier is on the Cove:
Since “Victory Chimes” was retired, the “Heritage” apparently is our largest coastal cruiser at 145 feet overall. She hails from Rockland, Maine, and was on a June 16-21 cruise visiting lighthouses and making trips ashore to interesting places, according to her schedule.
On Thursday, when it became obvious that the fog was not going to go away, the motorless “Heritage” did something unexpected: She raised her two mainsails and a topsail and slowly eased out into the fog-clogged Eggemoggin Reach with additional help from her powerful yawlboat:
I have a feeling that few lighthouses were seen that day, but that the sailing was thrilling in one sense at least. (Images taken June 19, 2025.)