Saturday, August 6, 2022

Rockland, ME

It was a little foggy on Thursday, August 4 but we only had to wait a half hour beyond our 7 a.m. start time to take off from Boothbay Harbor bound for Rockland.



We proceeded ENE along the Maine coast passing some lighthouses illuminating the craggy shoreline.





Rounding the headland towards Little Egg Island we saw sunfish, seals and dolphins.  Roy had us circle Little Egg Island because it is a puffin sanctuary and the southernmost point to which puffins migrate each year. We were lucky enough to see scores of the little black birds with white chests and bright red beaks.  I wish I had a telephoto lens camera to be able to get a good shot of them!




We proceeded to thread through the islands of Penobscot Bay past Port Clyde, home to the Wyeth family and on to Rockland.



We arrived in Rockland about 12:45 but had a hell of a time finding our mooring. The mooring field is huge and the harbor master (or his staff) gave really poor directions.  Glory Days and we must have wandered the mooring field for 30 minutes before finding our mooring ball.  It was at the far end of the field. Jonny was so annoyed he was ready to cancel and just anchor out there but in the end decided not to. There was really no advantage to us mooring over anchoring since there were no services such as a launch, etc.



After he cooled off a bit we dinghied into town where a big Lobster Fest was in full force. We walked through through it and then out of it into the town of Rockland. It was a genuine, non-touristy town (except for the lobster fest) but nothing was open.











We tried to find a local brew pub or tavern but they were all closed except for one close to the harbor. It was an old time bar that used to cater to fishermen and “women of the night” but it was bought by new owners and now it’s just a local, very basic watering hole. So we enjoyed some nice cold beers and sat outside talking to a small group at the next table. We were somewhat surprised to find out that they consisted of a lawyer, a professor and a teacher all of whom lived in Cambridge - not the crowd we expected. Walking back to our dinghy, we saw that we were in good company!



That evening we had dinner onboard and decided to visit Rockland’s Farnsworth Gallery the next morning since the museum is supposed to be excellent and we had walked through its interesting grounds earlier in the day.




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