Maine, Maine, Maine
Our official first stop in Maine. After a wet and windy arrival, we awake to a beautiful morning. Blue skies above and a gauzy haze covers the land and seascape. Two lighthouses guard the entrance to the harbor and rocky ledges mark the shores. We are on the edge of a mooring field filled with sailboats and small fishing boats. Lobster buoys are scattered all around us. Weathered New England cottages dot the shore. Lobster boats are tied up at their docks and lobster pots are stacked in their yards. We decide to put the dinghy in the water and do some exploring.
Kittery and Pepperell Cove are a working harbor. As we set out in the dinghy we notice two lobstermen tending the pots closest to Bravo. We motor over and ask if they are willing to sell two lobsters. Score!!! $15.00 for two super fresh lobster with the largest claws ever! We find a bucket, fill it with salt water and top it off with a bag of ice. Have to keep the lobster happy until dinner time. We head to the town dinghy dock and walk up the hill to the small grocery store. Unfortunately, it is closed and under renovation, and is also the only store in town.
Other activity on the dock reveals that a wedding at a house next to the dock commissioned fireworks as part of the celebration. Apparently, we will have a front row seat to the show that will blast off at 8:30PM from the island at the head of the cove. Lobster dinner and fireworks. No better way to celebrate our arrival in Maine!
The only sign of a mega-yacht in this part of New England is a gigantic three-masted sailboat anchored at the north end of the cove. Yes, the masts are so tall that their three anchor lights are red. Locals say it is a private yacht, 13 crew, British owner, lives in Spain and flew in on his private jet to board the boat…
After three days in Pepperell Cove, the weather window looks like we need to be in a more protected moorage for an incoming storm. So, we get an early start. Fill up with fresh water and fuel and head north to Boothbay Harbor.