We took a mooring from Clifton's Dock. This is the fuel dock at which we waited for two hours last year for an agent of customs and immigration to "inspect" ILENE. Lene had called them and after we had lowered and started the dink and drove it to the dock, the manager drove us the five minutes to the clinic in her jeep-like car. The doctor on duty applied plastic strips which he "glued" on. He said they will fall off in ten to fourteen days and I'll be ok.
In Northeast Harbor we went to the only-game-in-town market, and paid the exhorbitant prices charged. We dropped off four days of garbage, took showers, visited the hardware store and lovely rare used book store and some gallerys and ate lobsters. "Rebecca," 140 feet long, was at the dock for the several hours it took her to take on 2500 gallons of diesel. Acres of gleaming varnished teak topside!
We had planned go three miles south to stay on our anchor at Valley Cove on the west side of Somes Sound, with its hike to the top of Flying Mountain that we have done several times before, but that was always in nice weather while today had a lot of rain. And I had fallen way behind in the blogging, so we kept the boat in Somesville and took the free public bus to Southwest Harbor where I used the wifi in their library to get caught up. We also had lunch in the Easyside Cafe, a lovely little family owned diner with great food at good prices served by members of the family and others. The only mistake I made here was eating so much that I had to turn down the blueberry pie, which was calling my name to me very loudly. I am going to publish this post before the day and night are over, because we are heading east tomorrow to Sand Cove in Winter Harbor and then to Roque Island, for two days each, and I may not be able to post again until we get back to MDI.