August 9, 2022 Tuesday

It is glorious sleeping weather now that cool weather front has moved through the area. Somes Harbor is the calmest place to awaken with only a slight breeze, possibly a slight wake from a passing kayak or canoe. No traffic noise maybe a few birds. It is just a perfect place to get good night’s sleep and we slept late not wanting to disturb the peace.

We grilled the leftover blueberry muffins for breakfast with our coffee and Sharon searched for her next knitting project while I reviewed email and related documents and then headed out for more waxing. I waxed and polished the cockpit this time. I am beginning to think of waxing as a form of exercise so it feels a little less of my punishment for owning a boat. I use to scoff at those who paid others to “detail” their boats for them but I can see the attraction of leaving it to someone else now.

In the afternoon we headed out for a row/paddle when I spotted a small lobster boat headed into the harbor so I abandoned Sharon and rowed as fast as I could to catch the lobsterman before he finished securing his boat and heading getting into his dinghy. I figured once he was in his dinghy and headed for Miller time I would have lost my chance. “How did you do today?” I said as I rowed near and in a deep nor-east accent that puts mine to shame he replied “about average for Somes Sound, abot one keepa per trap.

The lobsterman sold me three lobsters for a fair price and I was so happy to finally have some of the tasty creatures. We had lobster in New Hampshire when we visited family but now we would have them in Maine and eat them on our boat.

The lobsters were in the softshell phase where they have lots of empty space in the shell for the lobster to grow into and if you boil them, you get a lot of hot water splashing out as you try to crack them open thus the plastic lobster bibs you see at restaurants. I steamed our lobsters in a pressure cooker for three minutes on high and thereby we had very little water to deal with. Only two lobsters fit in the pressure cooker so we saved the last lobster and had him for dessert. We had pasta salad and coleslaw as side dishes and yes lots of melted butter.

We ate dinner in the cockpit and enjoyed the heck out of ourselves and a bottle of cold chardonnay with the seals looking on jealously.

I heated up some very hot water to wash the butter coated dishes and cleaned up while Sharon had a long phone visit with our daughter.