Living at our simple little ski camp at Mt Abram was perfect. Plenty of room for family and other guests, especially since Bill fixed up the shed out back as a sweet bunkhouse (the Love Shack as most of Mt Abram refers to it!)
Mondays and Fridays we worked at Maine Adaptive, helping folks with disabilities enjoy the thrill of skiing down Sunday River’s gorgeous terrain.
Often I drove down to Connecticut mid week to spend time with my Mom and Dad. Dad is struggling with Parkinson’s Disease, leaving him so weak that some days he cannot even sit up unassisted. Moving to a skilled nursing facility was a personal struggle for all of us, but we now see that it was for the best. With the parade of trained personnel, Dad gets PT, OT, excellent nutrition, and a wide variety of activities that stimulate his body and brain to function at its peak.
While I spent time in Connecticut, Bill usually stayed at camp to work at his consulting gig and to recover from a very minor hernia surgery.
On weekends, we tried to fit in as much family and friends time as possible.
These two months in Maine confirmed to us how important it is to take breaks from cruising to reunite with our “land life”. Simultaneously, we made plans for our trip to the Western Caribbean again while also preparing for our return to Maine in the summer. We coordinated flights for Kenny and Jenna to visit in the Caymans, Erica and Wes to visit in Belize (Logan and Lindsay have a TBD plan!), Cay and George to come again for two weeks in Belize, and purchased a wind vane, which signifies further and extended sailing in our future. With the help of some charitable and creative acquaintances, we planted the seed (pun intended!) to start an aquaponic demonstration system at a farm in Augusta when we return next summer.
We arrived at the airport on Valentine’s Day feeling fulfilled with our full two months, and eager to return to Alembic for more adventuring.