We departed Seal Cove/Richmond Island yesterday around 0530 when there was enough light to see the last of the Maine lobster pots. We didn’t want to take any with us.
We had an eventful trip to Gloucester except for sighting an mola mola, an ocean sunfish, and a whale. We’ll add pictures when we have a better connection. We arrived in Gloucester and realized it actually felt a bit summer-like. Shorts and T-shirts while sitting on deck for the first time in a while. Gloucester is a working harbor and they make no apology for it. The harbor is loud from fish processing and freezing plants that occupy large portions of the waterfront. The receipt for the mooring says in all capitals, bold, and underlined (not kidding):
GLOUCESTER IS A WORKING FISHING AND LOBSTERING HARBOR
PLEASE RESPECT THE FISHERMAN’S RIGHT TO WORK WITHIN
DESIGNATED MOORING AND ANCHORING AREAS
oh, and the guy on a catamaran on our bow is walking around in the cockpit buck naked.
A fun place.