Familar Territory

Boothbay Harbor, Maine

Boothbay is the place where we honeymooned 41 years ago. As we approached the land we began seeing familiar sights.

First there was an island offshore with a lighthouse. We fished there 41 years ago on a day fishing trip. Libby caught an enormous cod fish. She and everyone else (except me) also got seasick on that trip.

Then there was the Newagen Inn. It was an ancient and noble looking place even back then. We stayed one night there.

Entering the harbor I spotted the harbor master's boat and hailed him. He came over and I asked about anchoring. He very nicely told us where to go in the harbor to an approved anchorage. That's very hospitable. Four other boats came in to anchor near us. Last night at 1230 a thunderstorm came through. We had bumped into another boat. I had to run up on deck, in the rain and nearly naked, to see what happened. It was the other boat who misanchored. He offered to move but I said no. The wind was moving us apart again and we didn't bump again.

Now we're in the village searching for the lobster shack where we had our first lobster dinner.

We're tourists here and enjoying it very much.

I fixed the running lights and contacted the insurance company. They said to wait for an adjustor before doing any repairs.