Day 42 & 43 Taking on supplies and a quick city fix in Rockland Me
We pulled the anchor up early at Campbell's Island, said goodby to our seal & dolphin friends, and motored west through Eggomogan Reach. At Penobscot Bay the sails went up and we had a fast ride in the building wind right into Rockland Harbor.
Earlier in the trip we spent a couple days at a very nice marina in Rockland, which could not accommodate us this time. So we ended up at a marina that we rate as three meh, yes that is meh, meh, meh. The good part is that it is centrally located and everyone is friendly, but we were docked 15 ft from the fuel dock in what felt like a dead end tunnel with a parking lot looking directly into the side of our boat. The good part of that placement is that the laundry facility was just in front of and above our bow, and I could see in to watch Shelby. The bad part was everybody else could watch what went on in our boat, too. But we got done what we needed to do...
Needing groceries we walked 1.5 miles (one way) to the fantastic Hanafords, using our beach cart to carry the groceries back to the boat. (Intetesting side note: Brent's GPS watch confirmed it was 1.5 miles to the store, but when we got back to the boat we had walked 7 miles! I TOLD you it was a big store!) Then it was laundry time. All this got to be a late night after an early morning.
The next morning Brent walked a couple more miles to get propane tanks filled, while Lois walked Shelby, finished laundry and other boat chores. Along the way Brent had a fantastic hot breakfast of Prime Rib Hash and a cinnamon bun at a downtown cafe, while Lois ate a day old muffin on the boat.
Today's destination was Muskongus Bay, specifically Broad Cove, where our boat was built, just for old times sake. There's a lobster shack on the pier, and Brent wanted to have a lobster dinner while we were there. (Jumping ahead I'll tell you Lois stayed on the boat and had a baked potato. LOL just not my day!)
Mid-day we enjoyed sailing through a too short stretch of water that had no lobster pots. It felt so special and gave a sense of freedom after spending so much of our recent time in congested waters.
We've been telling you how the geology and wildlife has changed as we move north. Today I noticed that each bay seems to have it's own set of colors for their lobster floats. Some areas use mostly neon colors (easy to see) some use very dark colors (hard to see), some primary colors, but Muscongus Bay seems to prefer the more intense jewel tones. Ruby red, turquoise, gold, jade, even a chocolate brown. The same shades Lois prefers to quilt with! They were pretty to look at, but we still had to slalom around them.
I've always been interested in how places got their names. There are a lot of islands with names like Seal Island, Puffin Ridge, and their origin is obvious. Then there's Hog & Cow Islands- the early folk would just take their pigs & cows to an island and leave them. Best barnyard ever. And if you want a side of bacon or a T-bone, you just row out to pick one up. There is no Chicken Island that I found though, either there were too many predators for the plan to work with chickens, or it was too far to go for an egg.
Sorry we were negligent and didn't get any pictures today. ☹ We'll try to do better tomorrow.
Earlier in the trip we spent a couple days at a very nice marina in Rockland, which could not accommodate us this time. So we ended up at a marina that we rate as three meh, yes that is meh, meh, meh. The good part is that it is centrally located and everyone is friendly, but we were docked 15 ft from the fuel dock in what felt like a dead end tunnel with a parking lot looking directly into the side of our boat. The good part of that placement is that the laundry facility was just in front of and above our bow, and I could see in to watch Shelby. The bad part was everybody else could watch what went on in our boat, too. But we got done what we needed to do...
Needing groceries we walked 1.5 miles (one way) to the fantastic Hanafords, using our beach cart to carry the groceries back to the boat. (Intetesting side note: Brent's GPS watch confirmed it was 1.5 miles to the store, but when we got back to the boat we had walked 7 miles! I TOLD you it was a big store!) Then it was laundry time. All this got to be a late night after an early morning.
The next morning Brent walked a couple more miles to get propane tanks filled, while Lois walked Shelby, finished laundry and other boat chores. Along the way Brent had a fantastic hot breakfast of Prime Rib Hash and a cinnamon bun at a downtown cafe, while Lois ate a day old muffin on the boat.
Today's destination was Muskongus Bay, specifically Broad Cove, where our boat was built, just for old times sake. There's a lobster shack on the pier, and Brent wanted to have a lobster dinner while we were there. (Jumping ahead I'll tell you Lois stayed on the boat and had a baked potato. LOL just not my day!)
Mid-day we enjoyed sailing through a too short stretch of water that had no lobster pots. It felt so special and gave a sense of freedom after spending so much of our recent time in congested waters.
We've been telling you how the geology and wildlife has changed as we move north. Today I noticed that each bay seems to have it's own set of colors for their lobster floats. Some areas use mostly neon colors (easy to see) some use very dark colors (hard to see), some primary colors, but Muscongus Bay seems to prefer the more intense jewel tones. Ruby red, turquoise, gold, jade, even a chocolate brown. The same shades Lois prefers to quilt with! They were pretty to look at, but we still had to slalom around them.
I've always been interested in how places got their names. There are a lot of islands with names like Seal Island, Puffin Ridge, and their origin is obvious. Then there's Hog & Cow Islands- the early folk would just take their pigs & cows to an island and leave them. Best barnyard ever. And if you want a side of bacon or a T-bone, you just row out to pick one up. There is no Chicken Island that I found though, either there were too many predators for the plan to work with chickens, or it was too far to go for an egg.
Sorry we were negligent and didn't get any pictures today. ☹ We'll try to do better tomorrow.
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