The meat of the trip starts now as the Skipper and I are getting ready to board the plane to Reykjavik. Prior to getting to the airport today’s excitement started with a trip back up to the Kittery Trading Post. That was followed by hiking and bird-watching at Parker River National Wildlife Refuge on Plum Island featuring some confusion while hiking the Marsh trail and accidentally using the Dunes trail guide – “you are now standing in front of a forty foot dune that took years to form” makes no sense in a swamp. The evening concluded with a massive lobster dinner at the Gloucester House followed by a dash to the airport and some cursing over Boston’s schizophrenic street layout and lack of route markers. Now we’re sitting in Logan waiting for the call to board the plane. I haven’t taken any photos worth posting yet, but hopefully Iceland will cooperate and something other than my boring ramblings will liven the journal up soon.
From the Skipper: “Say the food was good. Say the food was great.” The Skipper likes eating.