The early morning sea's seemed just right for the day. We had set our sails and were moving along, enough wind to sail, with sea's about 2 feet.  I went down into the cabin to write the mornings blog.  While down below when I noticed the waves were getting rougher and we were healing over more.. I looked up to see what was going on when Carl said the winds were gusting to high and he had to drop the sails.That he couldn't sail by himself and I wasn't as much help. Sails were dropped and we motored on.. After about another hour the sea's were increasing and it was getting real rough out there. We had 4 ft following sea's on our stern and it was pushing us about pretty good. Carl decided it was time to find a port and wait it out. It is better to play safe then sorry..Into Point Judith we headed, with Jerusalem on one side and Galilee on the other..Where are we Israel... This is a fishing port, commercial boats as far as you can see. Just as we anchored Clyde and Ron in a fishing skiff came over to talk to us. Told us the fishing was good , then gave us bait and a fish.. Yep free fish...Gotta love that...Carl cleaned the fish and we both tried our hand at fishing.. Carl had to make another pole as we only had one and I wanted to fish. After about an hour of fishing all we caught was a rock fish we threw back and we gave up fishing.. I don't know how people can just stay there for hours and fish , it drove me crazy... I know I know...Next we dropped the dingy and headed over to Jerusalem to check it out...  There are not docks for the public to tie up to , so we asked to tie our dingy to a  commercial fishing dock where fisherman got ice, loaded and unloaded there boats. They said we could tie up at the stairs and we headed to town. This is a tourist town with a fishing industry big time. As we disembarked we saw barrels of skate fish, all covered in salt, that are sold to lobster-man for bait in their traps. We walked through the small town and were amazed at how many cars were parked there. The are 2 fairies that run to Block Island about every half hour and they are packed. Lots of people on our trip have talked about Block Island, I guess it quite a place to see. In town we saw a head stone dedicated to some fisherman lost to sea, we said a little pray, tipped our hats and went on. I picked up a couple of post cards and we had a couple of drinks with a clam roll ( Rosie's were better) and we headed to the other side of the channel. They had a state owned fishing pier that we tied up to. All day we had watched people fishing and kids jumping off it. We heard their laughter and joy throughout the day.. Nothing sounds better the the laughter of kids having fun.  Not much to see there, mostly homes. But we found a field that Bella could get a good run in , so we played there until her tongue was hanging out and needed water. Back to the boat we went. We settled in for an early evening as we hope to get up and hit the sea's at 5 am ... Who the heck our we and were did our former selves go...