It was a flat-arse calm, September morning on Penobscot Bay and we were
now not far off Deer Isle. All the elements were aligned properly, a
cloudless sky, an incoming tide and the bay as still as a mill pond.
We
had left Belfast Public Landing, about 40 minutes earlier, not long
after sunrise. Having just cleared the No Wake buoy, located at
entrance to the inner harbor, I opened up the throttle leaving The
Monument behind us. Very shortly we were in The Middle Grounds and
quickly bearing down on Islesboro's Turtle Head.
With
our four stroke, 50HP Merc doing it's thing and with the water barely
showing a ripple , we made good time as we rounded Turtle Head, quickly
making our way down the Eastern Gut which separates Islesboro and Cape
Rosier. Soon our primary destination was insight, Barred Island.
Barred is a beautiful double headed island, with each of its heads
separated by a gravel bar that becomes exposed on a dropping tide.
However our incoming tide had turned about an hour before we arrived and
there was still plenty of time before the bar became submerged again.
Coming
around the eastern point we approached the bar slowly, cutting the
engine to gently drift onto the rounded stones of the shore. We, of
course, have beached many times on an outgoing tide which is fine but it
does have an accompanying concern about grounding out. We came really,
really close one time on Sears Island and were very fortunate that we
managed to re-float our boat. But no such worry this time...no
unplanned, extended stay.
No
boating experience for us is complete without our boat dog and once on
shore we kept very close tabs on Andre as the island is sensitive,
ecologically speaking. We made sure that we stayed on the bar rather
that exploring the wooded parts of the island, wanting to leave no
impact on it's natural setting. Our shore time was very brief and after
a light snack, not on the urchins, we boarded and continued on to
some of the many other islands in that area.
As it turned out we weren't the only ones on the bay taking advantage of the warm sun and the calm waters...
I've
always thought the the lobster boats with a mizzen sail (?) on the
stern were very cool. They are not a rare sight but are still somewhat
unusual.
Moving
on we came across this very small island that seemed to have all the
comforts. And on a day like this one made island life very appealing.
I'm not sure that I would feel the same way during a northeaster. But
it was lovely nonetheless.
What
is really nice about a small boat is that it allows you to get up close
and personal. With the motor trimmed all the way up a couple of feet of
water will do. And will allow you to enjoy the sights and sounds of the
nature that surrounds you.
Even though this nest was unoccupied, you can't help but admired the imagination of the builders.
Below is just another example of small island life on Penobscot Bay. Small in size but large in life.....
Time
for one more stop, this time at Pond Island Preserve with it's fine
beach and Deer Isle in the background... This is one we've been to
before on numerous occasions and is a favorite of ours, as it is for
many other boaters and kayakers. A great spot to stretch your legs.
It's
just a short cruise from Pond Island back to Islesboro and as we neared
Turtle Head and our final leg returning to Belfast we passed a couple
of hikers standing on what I've always thought looks like a ship's prow,
the cutting edge of Islesboro.
Closing
in on Belfast and with the Northport shoreline looming larger, we
converged with The Thunder Bay, "thundering" down the western gut,
heading toward her home port of Rockland. It's not often that the TB
gets up our way but it's always great to see her.
We
made it back to the boat ramp just as the bay started to chop up. And
we'll be sure to return again next summer for more small island hopping.
