We had stayed a bit longer in
Maine than we had originally planned. There
was a distinct end to the summer weather about 2 days before the end of
August. Despite the cooler weather I
braved the cold because we had an opportunity to share this vacationland (as Maine advertises quite
accurately) with 2 sets of friends. It was well worth it. In fact, there is nothing bad I can really say
about the weather we had in Maine. Most days were balmy and the nights were
cool. We had some fog (a Maine experience) and
some rain but not much. The wind was
calm, most of the time we woke up to mirror-calm waters, and we were able to do
little sailing (actually sailing was kind of stressful because of all the
lobster pots) until the end of our stay; but that made for very leisurely
passages—the whole trip was very relaxing and I feel finally now that I am
getting in the groove of retirement and cruising.
Our plan in
was to travel to Somes Sound and also to eat lobster and blueberries to
excess. We achieved all goals. On our way to Somes Sound, the only true
fjord in the US (and I am
still not sure why), we stopped at several anchorages at Vinalhaven
Island, and .
Coastal Deer Island, stopped at Booth Bay Harbor, and Rockland Maine
is very fishing oriented, as it has been for 300+ years, and it was usually a
short dingy ride to the local lobster dock.
Blueberries were a little bit harder to find. We discovered that we had arrived at the end
of blueberry season so we were not able to collect them on the islands as we
had hoped. Bill was very
disappointed. We were desperate near the
end of our stay and paid $4.50 for a quart at an expensive market. On our return trip to Rockland, though, we knew that a farmers
market was there on Thursdays—we had just missed it the previous time because
we had to walk 4 miles to pick up a part for the propeller (we had lost the zinc and its bolt when a lobster pot line got tangled up in it.
I was praying to find a blueberry stand there and found one that sold 5
pound boxes. I bagged them up and froze
some of them—we had blueberry pandowdy, pancakes, muffins, and pie. They had 10 lb boxes too but I was afraid
that much would not fit in my small freezer--maybe. In
we noticed fishermen collecting steamer clams in the mornings on the
shore. Steamers are a different kind
from the cherrystone/quahogs that we usually get. I got in my Kayak one day and paddled over
to them to ask if they would sell me some.
Of course they did—we kept them in a net in the water all day to let
them flush then cooked and ate them that night---this was a meal that rivals
lobster. Seal Bay
Somes Sound splits Mt. Desert Island right down the middle. Much of Mt. Desert Island is in Acadia National Park but there is a village at the end of the sound and a bus service that will take you all around the island. We rode the bus to Bar Harbor to get some groceries and look around. Bar Harbor is a tourist town, and during the summer season, is pretty busy and crowded.
Another favorite place is
. It was the first place we landed in Jewel Island Maine and, because it was close to Portland, we took our friends, Dennis and
Debbie, there. This is a state park,
with a beautiful anchorage, many hiking trails and, as I have talked about
before, a great tidal pool. We spent a
whole day hiking and, when we came upon a goldenrod flower field, found it
populated with hundreds of butterflies.
Most of them were Monarch butterflies that were feeding up for their
migration but there were Admirals and a Question Mark butterfly too. I took a zillion pictures but none of them do
justice to the sight. We also saw many
different caterpillars—some quite colorful.
After we delivered Debbie and Dennis to an airport-bound taxi in
then set our sights south. There was so much more to see in Portland, Maine Maine but the days were
getting shorter and the temperature colder (and you know I don’t like cold)—we will