Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Linekin Bay - Boothbay Harbor

Sailing through the fog. This is later in the
morning and the sun was trying to come out.

We had a wonderful sail as we headed for Linekin Bay. It was one of those rare occasions when the wind was blowing from the right direction at the right speed to take us where we wanted to go. A quiet, comfortable sail. Oh, and there was fog. When sailing in the fog, you can hear the lobster boats working all around you. We could see them on our radar. But we rarely actually saw any of them. When we did, they were amazingly close before they appeared in the mist. It was a real treat and we enjoyed the day. Eventually, the fog cleared up and we were approaching our destination.

There is a lobster boat right in the center

Another sailboat as we passed - OK, they were passing us

When our Colington neighbor, Jack, came to visit us last week in Harpswell, he enlightened us about Linekin Bay. His family had come here often and it held a special place in his heart. Another friend, Thierry, had recommended this bay as a good anchorage that he had used on his trips up the Maine coast. With two good recommendations, how can you go wrong?

Linekin Bay Resort
Let me paint the picture. We are anchored in a beautiful bay with decent protection from most directions. There is a park on the shore just to our west where we can easily dinghy in and let Tilly run and swim. Just to the northwest of us is the Linekin Bay Resort - a family oriented sailing resort and restaurant. The quiet nature of the resort only serves to add to the charm of the bay. The water is clear, the scenery is amazing and the people are super friendly. There is a tide of about nine feet. Islands come and go as the water rises and falls. Sometimes we can land the dinghy on the beach at the park. Sometimes, we tie up to a wall.

We have been here several days now. There are quite a few private moorings, a few resort moorings that are mostly empty and some lobster boat floats (that look like small, floating wooden docks where they store pots and equipment) and hundreds of lobster pots. Sometimes, we are the only boat anchored in the midst of all this. Sometimes, there are 5 or 6 other boats at anchor. It is always peaceful.

Work boats waiting...

The other evening, at the end of a sunny, perfect day, wisps of mist started drifting in from the ocean. Soon, it was more like swirling smoke. A couple of sailboats showed up to join us. The last arrival looked as though it was towing a wall of fog behind it. No sooner had they dropped the anchor than the world closed around us. The hills and the resort disappeared in the fog. We could barely make out the boat next to us. The quiet settled in and all you could hear was the water droplets falling from the rigging.

Barrett Park
Our dinghy at the park - high tide.
At low tide it would have to drag it
across the sand to reach the water from there.

At the same time, a world away but only a short walk over the hill from the park, Boothbay Harbor is hustling and bustling with a constant flow of lobster boats, windjammer cruises and general boat traffic. The harbor is surrounded by restaurants and shops, packed with tourists and traffic. We can easily dinghy to the park and walk there.

Boothbay Harbor

The town is extremely dog friendly so Tilly gets to go too. She meets many new friends every day. We went to Herringbones's for, yet again, lobster rolls and then on to the Downeast Ice Cream Factory for the best blueberry ice cream ever.

We took the dinghy in to Linekin Bay Resort on a drizzly Sunday morning for breakfast. We were the only people sitting out on the covered porch. We thoroughly enjoyed the blueberry pancakes and french toast and the conversation with the restaurant manager.

Because of this well-balanced yin and yang, we just stayed. We had planned to leave two days ago but convinced ourselves that maybe we should hang out a little longer. We used that time to go back to the park and let Tilly swim with a pack of dogs while we talked with the pack of dog owners. We took another walk over the hill to Boothbay Harbor and ate lobster at the . Then a short walk over the footbridge to eat more ice cream.

Tilly after a hard play.
Asleep on the sheets.

The plan now is to leave tomorrow morning, Wednesday, to move to somewhere in Penobscot Bay. Assuming, that is, that we don't change our minds again and go back for more lobster and ice cream.


  1. Why leave? Could you possibly find a better place than that???

  2. Jim, Believe me it was a struggle to pick up and go. You just never know if or when you will find that little slice of peace again. Nice to hear from you.
    Duane and June