Circumnavigation of Two Bush

Last night: fog, lobster thieves roaming the shallows in a Whaler, rolling lessons and finally... Two Bush.


Despite its name, the island (two islands at high tide) is no longer vegetated with a bush or even two, neither of the plant-like variety nor of the presidential. There's a rustic flagpole with a tattered Old Glory and the scattered detritus from the Independence Day launch site of Stonington's fireworks. All this just a half-mile from town.