The only time I 've been to Cuttyhunk gave me a trip and site to always remember. It had to be 15 years ago now when my Uncle and I sailed his 26' sailboat to Cuttyhunk from Portsmouth RI. When we arrived and found a mooring we commenced to start up the grill and have a few cocktails. We raised our happy hour flag and noticed a female voice asking us if she could come aboard for a cocktail. It took us by surprise becasue she was swimming around and we weren't sure where she was until we saw her off the stern swim ladder. We welcomed her aboard and quickly found out she was naked!
We mixed up a marguerita for her and had a very pleasant conversation with her. She was married and probably in her mid forties with an English accent. She said thanks for the drink and slid back in the water and swam on to the next boat. We were so amped up after that and the more we drank the more the stories of what woulda, coulda, shoulda happened came out. I'll never forget that trip!
