Day 23: July
21, 2015
We again awoke to fog. It is amazing, when it is foggy, everything
feels and is damp. Even inside of the
cabin, the clothes we took off last night feel moist if we wear them a second
day. Sausage gravy on toast started our
day. I made sure that I had enough of
those staples before we left home.
The fog lifted a bit by about 9:00 so we pulled the
anchor and motored on glassy
waters out of Cradle Cove. We traveled south through Gilkey Harbor which
really is a passage between Seven Hundred Acre Island and Islesboro. It is a really neat area with huge homes
lining the shore on both sides.
Our neighbor in Cradle Cove anchorage |
We had no wind so we motored all of the way into
Camden Harbor. The harbor is packed with
boats of all shapes and sizes. We headed
for a small shallow cove located on the north end of Camden Harbor.
An old beauty in Gilkey Harbor |
In the cove, Sherman Cove, they were holding a
sailing school for little kids. The kids
were handling the Optimist Dinghy with amazing skill. This little 8 foot pram was designed for
children and the racing classes allow kids up to 15 years of age. The number of Optimist Dinghies around the
world is huge. In fact, it is the
largest class of children’s boats in the world.
Later in the afternoon, an older group of kids came out to sail and,
although they were more accomplished, they were
also less disciplined and were
having a lot more fun that I assume the instructors were hoping for.
Kids in Optimist Dinghies. Note the high sail number |
After our Spam and Tuna lunch, we crawled into Dink and headed for the town of
Camden. We were amazed by the number of
boats that are packed into the narrow inner harbor. The boats ranged in size from small fishing
boats to 6 schooners and at least one motor yacht that had to be 125 feet in
length.
Megunticook waterfall. The photo doesn't do it justice |
The dinghy dock was located at the very head of the
cove. And pouring into the harbor at
that point is a beautiful waterfall. The
Megunticook River cascades out from under what looked like a hotel. The local literature explains that it is the
only waterfall on the coast of Maine close enough to the sea that salt water
does not flow up the river with the tide; the only river that contains fresh
water all the way to the sea.
Schooner Heritage on which we sailed in 1996 |
We stopped at the Chamber of Commerce to get some
maps and started our walking tour. We
realized that we had forgotten to take enough money for dinner so after a brief
stop
at an interesting grocery store described in the tour guide book as an
“upscale market,” we headed back to the dinghy and back to the boat. On the way, it began to drizzle so we decided
to postpone our tour of Camden until tomorrow.
The schooner Mary Day moored in Camden |
We spent the rest of the dreary afternoon reading
and napping. In our shopping experience
today, we purchased a steak so I broke out the grill and we enjoyed steak and garlic
mashed potatoes as our main entrée. Our hors
d’oeuvres for the evening was a new brand of Kipper Snacks on crackers and our
beverage was a red zinfandel.
It has been a dreary day and the warm down comforter
on our bed was welcoming.
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