After serving home-made pizza and vegetable soup in the cockpit, Lisa hauled up the anchor with the windlass, Tim drove Ciao Bella out the thorofare, and we set sail for Castine in about 12 knots of wind that had by now clocked to the southwest. The National Weather Service informed us that Isabel, packing 50-knot winds, had just arrived on North Carolina's Outer Banks. With Naomi and me getting lots of time on the wheel, we broad-reached at close to seven knots between Butter and Bradbury islands, spotting seals, puffins, cormorants, and loons along the way. We gave Green Ledge, southwest of Cape Rosier, a wide berth, then bore off to the northeast on a course for Castine Harbor. We ran down past Maine Maritime Academy (MMA), the old State of Maine, and the MMA sail-training vessel, the schooner Bowdoin, veteran of 26 voyages to the Arctic. Then we short-tacked into Smith Cove.