Bronte

The weather was nice with a light wind, so we sailed to Bronte.  We left at about the same time as a long distance race was starting, I turned around at one point, and there were a bunch of spinnakers heading the same way we were.  I think they were heading for the Burlington mark.  In Bronte,   Deb was able to meet us for dinner at The Firehall, but we missed Andrew, as he was on his way eastbound, taking Horton to Kingston, where he'd pick it up the next week to sail the Thousand Islands.  We had another good sail back home on Sunday, once again coming across a race as we approached the western gap.