Much Ado About Lobster....

Having been home for a week from our vacation in the Gouldsboro / Corea / Prospect Harbor area, I find my mind wandering back to the many pleasures that we had spending time Downeast. 

Since I've lived on the Maine coast my entire life, one might think that complacency would overtake my enthusiasm for the special treats that it has to offer. One might think that..But one would be wrong. 

And perhaps topping off the "Treat List" would be the spiny, nasty tempered, scavenging, salt water bug that we love..lobster..

Soon we found ourselves outside the front door of what must be one of the busiest lobster landing spots located on our beautiful shores...

The Corea Lobster Co-Op

The nice folks inside ushered us down to their wharf where we would find a lobster lovers paradise.

While the rest of my party worked their way to the end of the wharf, the first thing that struck me was the warehouse, within which were totes upon totes of the smelly bait that is the object of affection for 
Homarus Americanus. 

Slipping and sliding past the warehouse door I joined the rest of my companions at the front (or back) of the wharf to observe the goings on. Lobster boats were everywhere to be seen. These were serious fishing boats with serious men tending to them.

Lobsters coming off and bait going on..

with plenty of totes.

Many filled with the catch and many more waiting to be filled and weighed.  

At last we caught the eye of one of the crew who took our order and filled a bag with a mess of the absolutely freshest lobster that one could find.

One last look around and we were heading back to the cottage.

Soon our supper found themselves in a bucket covered over with some fresh rockweed with their final destination only minutes away..

It's a far, far better thing that they did then they had ever done before..