Connecticut

Technically, the bitter end is the part of a rope that’s tied off. And from that definition has sprung more dire meanings. But for Amy and I, its meaning is something else altogether.

Arthur is heading our way as we're anchored in Connecticut, which leaves us to play a game of "find the boat hidden in the storm radar."

On their way from Sag Harbor, New York, to coastal Connecticut, John and Amy endure a day-long visit from Foghorn Leghorn.