Last night, when we arrived at the entrance to the Mud Hole it was pitch dark and so foggy that we could barely see the bow of the boat. So we chose to anchor outside. When we woke this is what greeted us:
Once we had moved into the Mud Hole it was decided that a trek into Jonesport was to be done.
No Dave - wrong way - it isn't time to go back yet.
A lobster hatchery near the head of the Mud Hole:
Dave is doing well - I don't think he is ready to give up yet.
Crab apple tree - small but yummy looking:
Windvanes in a true lobstering port:
The bridge across Moosabec Reach, with a lobster pound in the foreground:
You do not want to be walking across this bridge when a tractor trailer rig passes another truck.
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