Today we returned to the island. We made a couple of side trips between Portland and Rockland, and so approached the snowy coast via Route 17. The skies grew heavier and heavier as we approached the ferry, and the snow started to fall just as we boarded. We arrived home in the midst of falling snow, and can now vouch for all the stories you've heard about the incredible layer of ice that blankets everything. I have a very strong urge to flee, back to warm dry Texas!