Cary thought I should pose with him. Then he wanted to talk about the motorcycle--Cary, that is.
The day never got much warmer or clearer, but we are in this part of the country for that very reason!
Friday morning we went out to the lighthouse to say hi to Mary and Craig, as well as meet the RVers who are working this month. We hoped to get there before tours started, but managed to get right in the middle of the first one. Craig emailed us later to try to arrange meeting for dinner Saturday evening. We caught their daughter, Claire, on her way to the parking lot so she could get over to the museum to do her research for a college class.
Back at the trailer Cary is investigating what may be a leak of some sort. We both decided the area next to the closet (where a washer and dryer could go if we wanted one) was damp, not just cold. He was able to turn off the feed for the water supply to that area and employed our hair dryer to give the carpet a start on drying up.