I am looking forward to an adventure - well, all except the long drive. Once I see the sign to Uncasville, and hit the Cross Sound Ferry, I am happy. I love Long Island. This time we will only be there for four days, plus two days driving.
We were leaving Long Island for the long trek home. We hoped to catch the first ferry at 7AM and be on our way up the coast before the hurricane reached us. Our goal was to reach Maine in the afternoon and spend the night at my sisters.
It was dark. I was half asleep, even tho' I tried to stay awake. We were making pretty good time, probably about Southold, with just a few sprinkles, when the sirens woke me. Bang. Bang. Pffffffffffff. Rattle over to the side of the road.
The police officer was on a chase. He passed us and threw out a spike belt, which the wind grabbed and tossed right under our tires. We stood outside and looked at our poor car in disbelief. It was cold, wet, and windy. Another car stopped; the driver said he witnessed what happened and would stay with us until the police showed up, which they did, eventually, very apologetic, but why, he wondered, had we pulled over to the side of the road, otherwise we would not have hit the belt. We explained that in Canada, where we lived, we pull over for emergency vehicles. Don't they do that in the USA?
By about eleven, we were on our way home, with two new tires courtesy of the Long Island Police. The ferry ride was one to make the tummy churn, and we traveled in hurricane weather all the way to Maine.
I'm hoping for an uneventful trip, some nice photos to show you, and maybe, this time, a submarine in Groton.
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