Block Island winter peace is something we should all discover. In a loud world of distractions, there remain a few small corners and wide stretches where we can again enjoy the quiet of years past. The Island has that, if you know where to look for winter, no one and Block Island.
Back in the day, John Swienton would turn the F/V Bonnie S north out of Block Island’s Old Harbor, then steam less than twenty minutes at eight knots to find his mark off Clay Head. Refilling his Thermos cup, he watched a high cliff line for one green mansard...