Rapparee is right. Why, just beyond the arbour lies the path down to the dock. There's Rick following Barry and did I not catch a glimpse of Huddie L. among others heading down to meet the boat from the UK? Must be some to survive Atlantic swells and storms yet navigate river shallows.

I'm too far away to recognize the woman securing a line from the bow--I wonder if it's katlaughing?

Finally I pull myself away from the music and mosey toward the growing crowd of colourfully dressed greeters. We can't all be first to say hello so I'm waiting for reports from those at the front as to who has got off the boat.