c'est tres dure - all good things have to come to an end

All right Caleb, my days are objectively numbered here on "The Rock" even though I just ordered some $200 worth of stone chisels, hopefully coming early next week. I still intend to pound on this granite before I leave. I know it's crazy, but I love "final - haven" - a spared out pocket.
Tomorrow I will get my act together and start planing the catering job I have gotten to serve the party of an American Indian woman and an Aussie guy who recently got married. It will be fun. All the MikMaks will arrive ... pictures to follow:) I still listen to "radio banana" or whatever the heck that Swiss student radio station is called, broadcasting out of Lausanne - while thinking of you and the times we shared on "the rock".


These pictures were taken yesterday in "Old Harbor" of Vinalhaven. The smaller boats load Herring for bait used to catch lobsters. The fisherman finally got mad at me while I was taking pictures floating around and around on my small vessel, they shouted: "you must be from the IRS, go away tax-collector!" I smiled and waved, shouting back NO WAY, I hate that modern form of mobsters!! They smiled back and continued loading.

I came back by sunset and took the last pic from the shoreline ...
(left click on them for a larger image:)