Buckle Harbor and Island - a Game Buoy trip
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Date 2000 – Tuesday 12 July 2011 (UTC -4) The puns are getting worse but so are the buoys. It becomes
increasingly difficult to avoid going over something as most of the buoys hereabouts
are joining by a tether to a marker; the skill is spotting which marker goes
with which buoy. So far where we (I) have made a mistake we have slid over the
top and left the respective buoys bobbin in our wake. We really do not want to
end up with a pick your own lobster complete with trap if we can avoid it.
There is room here a Waddington’s board game, something between
Battleships and Monopoly. That comment shows my age; whilst I have fully
embraced the computer age, computer gaming is somewhat of a closed book so no
examples of those. The number three lobster from yesterday provided an elegant lunch in
splendid sunshine and the isolation of Eastern Cover before we left for an
afternoon sail with enough wind to actually sail, even if only very gently, for
the 9nm to Buckle Harbor which lies between Buckle Island and the north west of
Swans Island and has wonderful views back over the mountains of Mount Desert
Island.
We anchored alongside the
beautiful wooden schooner Alemar, out of Castine a destination in
Going ashore for a walk we exchanged greetings with Alemar and that
ended up with an invitation for a glass of wine and a postponed walk. It was
an interesting story. The schooner was built in 1947 specifically as a sail
training vessel for summer sailing camps. The skipper first sailed on Alemar
in the 1950’s as a teenager and subsequently bought it and owned it for
many years. He has now passed it on but still retains the ability to use it
which with two other couples is what he was doing. The party broke up abruptly when black clouds heralded the onset of
some very vigorous rain. The walk was cancelled and the pork in cream sauce
intend for dinner remained in the fridge as we settled down with a pizza
followed by a rare, for us, watching of a ‘The Shawshank
Redemption’ on DVD whilst the rain thundered down on the deck. |
