21 July 2012
Who would have guessed I am waxing rhapsodic about Tenants Harbor? Most cruisers race past in their quest to reach Penobscot Bay or on the slog homeward. It is a serious working harbor where the lobsterboats way outnumber the pleasure craft.
We dashed here to try to make some miles to the southwest before the wind really starts honkin from that direction tomorrow. A very pleasant young lady in the boston whaler suggested she might find us the best mooring in the harbor, if the Dreadnought did not have plans for it tonight. Turns out premier boat builder Lyman Morse has established a service outpost here. And co owner Jaime Wyeth keeps his boat either on the dock or about 20 feet away. We are hanging on the Dreadnought’s mooring, right between a lobsterboat named Kismet and another called Whispering Sea. A bright yellow Piper Cub with floats is on another mooring.
Lyman Morse is beaming blazing fast wifi out into the harbor. I admit a little sheepishly that wifi signal now enters into our evaluation of a harbor. And having been in the wifi wilderness for a few days, this is a welcome rush!
No visit here is complete without a visit to the Cod End, a dock side fish shack. Cute, cute. Christine ordered a big bowl of lobstah chowdah. I ordered a bowl of the Mediterranean fish stew plus a side of our quarterly allowance of crack: French fries. And the last piece of the blueberry cake. Meggie and I were part of the local color when I went to pick it up. I know, toooo much information.
Drum roll please……fireworks over the harbor tonight! The houses around the harbor competed with the lobsterboats in the harbor for shooting off fireworks before the actual display. Yes, you read that right, the lobsterboats were using their fantail to shoot off some serious fireworks.
Did you see the ever so slightest sliver of a new moon tonight?