Sunday, August 18, 2013

We have slowly moved southwesterly, sailing the northern part of the Penobscot Bay from Castine on the northeast, down the west side of Islesboro, which lies long and thin in the northern middle, to Camden Harbor. Camden has a small, narrow inner harbor, filled with floating platforms which are moored to the bottom and act as mooring docks for boats on either side. The fairways are straight and narrow paths, like roads, often crowded with various sized boats maneuvering. The inner harbor opens into a large cove filled with mooring balls, belonging either to Wayfarer Marine on the east side of the inner harbor or The Camden Yacht Club on the west side.

Rebecca atop Mt. Battie overlooking Camden & Penobscot Bay

Rebecca atop Mt. Battie overlooking Camden & Penobscot Bay

Both Wayfarer and the Yacht Club operate a launch to take one from the boat to wherever one wants in the inner harbor. It is a lovely luxury for us, as are the showers, lounge, laundry and loaner car that Wayfarer provides for the price of a mooring ball. And Camden has much to offer for boaters, including a wonderful bakery. We settled in to this “urban” life on Thursday and will stay until the Ocean Cruising Club moves on out for its annual summer “Cruise in Company” tomorrow, Monday.

On Friday, we went ashore for a lovely luncheon with two women, each of whom is a good friend of good friends of ours, who are totally unrelated and unknown to each other. These friends of our friends, though, turned out to know each other, and so we all met at Lisa’s lovely farmhouse in Lincolnville, just north of Camden and had a delicious land-based afternoon.

Saturday was another special land-based day. Our nephew is a gourmet chef and this evening we attended the second of his invitation only “Farm Dinners” at Saltwhistle Farm in Sedgewick, Maine, on Cape Rosier. Seventy percent of the food at this spectacular feast of flavors came from the farm and the rest from farms and facilities within 20 miles. The setting: sunset under a tent, on a beautiful farm, overlooking the water. The food: beyond perfection with subtle taste treats and artistic presentation.

We spent the night ashore, once again, in Castine and headed back, in our borrowed car, to Camden this morning, stopping for a big shop(since we had a car!), en route. This afternoon the OCC festivities begin with a bash at the Camden Yacht Club. The social whirl is just revving up…

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