Bummer to leave Rockland yesterday morning, because Rockland has a surprising amount of good stuff we didn’t get to explore. Like the Maine Lighthouse Museum and a bunch of world-famous artsy places. We also missed the Maine Lobster Festival by a couple of weeks. Oh well, on to Boothbay Harbor.
Yesterday was a fine day, mostly because we decided to embrace the lobster pots and just enjoy the beautiful Maine scenery. We took the inland route past hills and islands and lighthouses.
While underway we caught up to Cygnus, a Kadey-Krogan we met in Rockland. Mr. Cygnus sent us a photo as we slid by. That’s a damn fine boat right there.
Boothbay Harbor is a bit of a tourist town itself, probably because it has boats and lobsters and that quintessentially-picturesque Maine look.
The American Constitution—which apparently is classified as a “coastal cruise ship”—sat anchored out in the harbor, frankly looking kind of abandoned. Doug flew the drone over for a closer look.
Two obvious questions though. First, where are the lifeboats? If they only cruise along the coast maybe they just expect everybody to swim for safety if the ship goes down, but somehow that doesn’t seem right. What about the old people like us? Second, who decided to install a putting green on a surface that pitches and rolls? Probably the same genius who found lifeboats superfluous. There’s even a berm around the green to keep balls from falling off. Ridiculous.
Right now we’re tucked into a tidy quiet corner away from the masses. The only boat around is Wren, a little Grand Banks that also seems abandoned but probably isn’t.
After a recommendation from the owner of a sister 43—Miss Elly—we changed our plans. Tomorrow we’ll head to Dolphin Marina in Harpswell rather than Portland.