We left Tenants Harbor around 0815 this morning, skirting to the east, and rounding Southern Island. Edith, I hope you enjoy this photo.
Our lives are full of memories; the joy and sorrow of making them, and the joy and sorrow of the memories themselves. Edith sent an email today with fond memories of her time spent in Tenants Harbor, and the good folks she knew there. The ashes of a loved one are scattered here. At 92, Edith is still making fond memories.
We headed to the SW, then turned to the west below Mosquito Island. Even as calm as the Atlantic is today, the swells crash along the rocky banks of the peninsular. It must be an awesome, horrific display of power when the seas are up.
We wriggled towards the southwest, in an easy to follow channel, dodging various rock ledges, down to Eastern Egg Rock.
I didn't realize when we passed through here weeks ago just how rare puffin sightings are in this area. Eastern Egg Rock has a colony of puffins that was encouraged here a few years back, with hopes of renewing a nesting colony. It seems to be working.
The light was all wrong to try to get photos. The surf was rolling in, the current was running, and I spent my time trying to steady the camera while bouncing on the swells, and simultaneously missing lobster floats. Well, at least I missed the lobster floats. I also photographed a few swells.
We continued to the southwest, around Thrumcap Island, and then headed north, running to the east of Inner Heron Island, and then towards the point of Rutherford Island. We had another Nordic Tug sighting at South Bristol, a dark blue hull.
We continued northerly, up the Damariscotta River until we rounded Hodgsons Island, and headed south into Seal Cove. Does anyone here notice I LIKE SEALS!
We entered at high tide, but there would have been plenty of water for our draft at a real low, going a litttle towards the shoal on the left when crossing the 5' bar. We anchored below this gorgeous home. I could live here!
We watched a man gathering mussels or clams at low tide in the south end of the cove. For awhile he appeared to be knee deep in mud, a position, I remember from the other day.... but, he looks like he's worked free now, and has moved a distance away, only shin deep in mud now.
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