We will be crossing the Hague Line in abouot two hours, the ocean version of the border between the US and Canada.

After many idyllic days spent in mid-coast Maine, we watched the mountains of Mount Desert fall behind us as we worked our way out Eastern Way past the Cranberry Islands, Seal Harbor and the beautiful coastline of Acadia National Park.

Our voyage now is along the most remote part of the Maine coast, scoured by the Fundy tides with almost no cruising boats and only birds, seals and occasion dolphins as our companions. The fog is thicker here, the distances greater and the effect of the highest tides in the world cannot be ignored.

The tidal range has increased to 14 feet and will be double that when we reach our farthest point at St. Andrews in New Brunswick. We plan to ride the tide as best we can to take advantage of the three knot current on the flood up the Bay.

There is definitely a feeling aboard Blue Pearl that we are on our own with no civilization nearby to offer assistance in an emergency. This is calming and disturbing at the same time, but we have been here before, we know the risks and relish the rewards. This is Downeast Maine in all its glory.