Just about mid-summer I get a call from my friend Sally. She has a little house that overlooks the pier in Stonington and asked me to take a ride up to check on things. “No, too busy”, I said, “Too much weeding, mowing, and transplanting to get away”. Thankfully, she is gloriously persistent about taking time away from all the work we do here and having a little adventure. Decision made…I’ll head to Stonington for an overnight. Rick will go north for a bit of brook fishing. Off we go, a much-needed break to explore and enjoy the beautiful woods and coastline of our great state.You won’t get any photos of Rick catching any monster brook trout. After all, when was the last time there were pictures do go along with the epic fish stories we always listen to…. you know, ‘the one that got away’.The camera went with me up the coastline. No fish or blackfly or campfire photos, but there was lobster and a beautiful view towards Isle Au Haut to capture. A day away, just what we needed.That Sally…she’s so smart!