"East of Schoodic" has carried with it connotations of a part of the Maine coast that is wilder, more desolate and more remote than the area from Portland to the Acadian Peninsula. Here we are, on the doorstep of East of Schoodic, entering into that realm of quiet, peace and wonder yesterday. Of course, our first night, spent in Prospect Harbor, was fabulous because of this feature:
This anachronistic view of Maine says a lot. East of Schoodic, there is less pretense. If a microwave tower is to go in, put it where it does the most good. There was a microwave tower on Frenchboro, but it was located away from the harbor where there was most demand for it. Here, put the tower smack-dab down in the village where everyone can use it.
Sure enough, we are enjoying lightning speeds, rapid uploads and downloads and crystal clear phone calls. Wow! No dropped connections. What a blessing.
The lefthand pencil points to Schoodic Point. The righthand pencil points to Grand Manan, New Brunswick. We're headed to Grand Manan. If you look closely, you can see Prospect Harbor, just east of Schoodic Point. Today, we are headed east to the chart area shown as "See Page 24."
Today, it is crystal clear and no wind. Twenty years ago, Brio's predecessor, Pamina, saw that in August there was little meaningful wind on the Maine coast. In a sailboat, you spend a lot of time motoring. So why not just buy a motor boat and get to where you are going more quickly? Well, because sailboats, when there's wind, are pretty!!
The top pencil points to Jonesport. We will wind our way through narrow channels and lobster-pot fields from Petit Manan past Moose Neck to the Moosabec Channel and finally Jonesport. Gosh, there must be moose nearby. That is where we will find diesel fuel and S-H-O-W-E-R-S!! Then we head out later today to Mistake Island where we'll anchor for the night.
Here's the entrance to Prospect Harbor.
And right behind it, in further display of no pretense, are, we think, gas utility storage vessels.
Across the harbor is a large facility that appears to handle lobsters.
Yesterday afternoon, we grabbed a mooring in the harbor. But there was no mooring line. So we threaded a dock line through the top of the mooring ball from the starboard deck cleat to the port deck cleat.
Having to do this gave us reassurance that no lobster boat, such as below, would come for this mooring.
To give you an idea of just how relaxed we were this morning, here's Steve's and my "creation!" Notice the tiny blueberries. We bought these yesterday in the market. These are wild Maine blueberries. Delicious! And, of course, real maple syrup!! Yahoo!!
Buon appetito.
Cheers,
Brio
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