Today marked a brief but enjoyable leg of our adventure as we traveled from Claydon Bay to Turnbull Cove, covering just 5.3 miles. Despite the short distance, the day was filled with serene moments and the steady hands of Marcia at the helm.

The reason for Marcia taking charge of the entire journey was that I was on a conference call when we were ready to depart. With perfect timing and precision, Marcia managed everything from lifting the anchor at Claydon Bay to guiding us smoothly to the entrance to Turnbull Cove. Her skills behind the wheel have truly come into their own, making today’s trip feel effortless as we navigated the calm waters.

The weather was a nice change from the rain yesterday, I even had the opportunity to go for a short and cool swim.

Today I believe we hit our furthest north point on the entire trip, and everything else will be south of there. At 51.96 degrees north, this is the furtherst north we have ever taken this boat.

Upon arriving at Turnbull Cove, we found ourselves in good company. The harbor is shared with just our four yacht club boats and one other Bayliner 4788. Interestingly, we’ve noticed Bayliner 4788s at almost every anchorage along our journey, a testament to the popularity of this classic cruiser in these waters.

Turnbull Cove offers a peaceful respite, with its quiet surroundings and the comfort of being among familiar vessels. The short trip allowed us to fully embrace the tranquility of this secluded harbor, a perfect contrast to the more strenuous days we’ve had on this journey.

The yacht club met up for a dinghy drift before dinner.

As we settle in for the evening, there’s a sense of camaraderie among our small group of boats. The shared experiences, from the open sea to the secluded coves, create a bond that only fellow mariners can understand.

Tomorrow, we’ll see what new adventures await, but for now, we’re content to enjoy the quiet beauty of Turnbull Cove.