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Since we really hadn’t had a chance to see Boothbay we decided to stay another night at the yacht club and spend Monday walking around the bay to town and seeing what there was to see. Mostly a tourist town full of trinket shops and ice cream shops it was still a beautiful walk through old homes and businesses, across a footbridge and back to find the palm ball bowling alley we had heard so much about shut ...



Friday morning, after sleeping late and taking our time over coffee, we returned to shore. This time not to explore the museum but rather to shower and do laundry as we found the museum has free, clean facilities for traveling boaters. By 2pm we were back out to Libra and securing everything for our trip through the inside passage to Bath. One cool trek through the countryside in narrow, current and lobster ...

In the morning I take Mac ashore for his morning constitutional and there to greet me are two guys with golf clubs walking towards the boat ramp with 9 irons over their shoulders. Now they’re dressed like golfers not angry lobsterman so I’m not too worried, just confused. There is a golf course next to the marina but what would they be doing at the boat ramp with 9 irons? Well some things are better left to speculation and I continued up the hill to walk Mac and spend some time holding and tossing ...

The next morning Curt came back to join us for our last short little trip into Portland, ME and there was no wind. Oh well, we motored in through the channel and found our marina - priced at our level, and immediately started cleaning the boat inside and out. A few weeks previous we decided it was time to list Libra for sale, the summer was coming on and we’d spent a good bit of time sailing this boat, if someone wants it, great, if not we’ll keep sailing along. Well someone was coming to look ...



Showered and tanked up we waved goodbye to New Hampshire and entered the last state of our trip, the final outpost of America on the Eastern Seaboard, Maine and the Down East. Now I can’t for the life of me figure out why they call it down east. It’s not down, it’s up north from the entire rest of the east coast. It’s not east, it’s north of the entire rest of the east coast! I’m told it has this name ...