After rough seas the day before, Monday was fairly mellow. Breakfast was Easter eggs dyed the night before.  We hit the Cape Cod Canal on the flood tide, and the gps  was reading 11 knots.  Residents waved as we passed, and we only encountered one tugboat along the entire canal.  The waters of Cape Cod bay were also fairly calm, and we pulled in to Gloucester just as the sun was setting.  The Captain and crew went to explore the town, and I prepared the meal.  The temperature was dropping, so we turned in early, hoping to leave by 0600 the next morning.