After a final load of laundry Tuesday morning while we waited for a favorable current, we sailed for Cuttyhunk. We picked up really nice wind and got to the anchorage an hour before the raw bar boat was expected, so we tidied up and I took a shower. At 5:20, when I would have expected the boat to come out (there were a dozen boats in the outside harbor, despite the end of the season), I instead heard a radio call to the boat. They indicated that they were no longer working the boat this season, and would be finishing up service in 15 minutes. We raced to drop the dinghy and raced (racing used loosely given the speed of our dinghy) into the docks where the chef was kind enough to stay open for us straggling souls. For the record, we were not the last to come in with late orders and I’m sure he made good money.
We collected our oysters on the half shell (raised right there off the island), shrimp cocktail, stuffed scallops, and clam chowder and made a slightly more relaxed trip back to the boat for dinner. Not as fun as when the raw bar boat comes boat-side, but worth it nonetheless.
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