Boston to Rockport, anchor

Timewise, it was a moderate day for travel (about 4 hours) but we wanted to wait until the morning commute had passed so we got a later start, around 11 am. While we spent about a week in Boston we split that time between 2 marinas, Constitution and Charlesgate. Charlesgate Yacht Club was a modest club. Not many slips nor members. We only knew about them from a friend of a friend. While nicely nestled in the heart of Boston they are a little tricky to get to. It requires having 2 bridges raised and going through a very narrow lock. Both bridges are filled with commuters in the morning and evening (one was a train bridge) so waiting until all that was over was ideal.

The trip was extremely calm. Smooth water, very little wind. Lots of boat traffic, given it was Friday, so we got waked a couple of times.

You may recognize this from your grade school text book. This is 
THE STEEPLE that started the midnight ride of Paul Revere.
You know, the "1 if by land and 2 if by sea". They were here.
2 by the way. The answer was "2".

Boston skyline at night from Charlesgate.

We took a walk and explored some of the city park space.

This bridge was measured in "smoots". Oliver Smoot, 
to be exact. While they determined his height was 5' 7", 
they carried him across the bridge, laying him out.
Oh, those MIT guys.

Boston. Lots of biking and pedestrian walkways along the Charles River.

We've tried to stay in Rockport a couple of years ago. A storm was coming and they looked like a good place to hunker down. But once we got into the mooring field the dockmaster yelled at us about not telling him we were a catamaran. We've never had to disclose that before, but we decided we weren't welcomed and pressed on to Portsmouth. This time we didn't even try. We're anchored outside the harbor.