This is a very beautiful harbour surrounded by high treed hills. There’s obviously a lot of money here. Hinckley Yachts are built here and there are many of them here. A 35’ beside Ramble On is a ‘picnic’ boat so really a day boat runabout. New this boat (pictured below) would cost about a million USD!
The town was pretty but high end and generally folks here aren’t that friendly or maybe we just got used to the friendliest of Nova Scotians.
Packages awaiting the ferryThe ferry takes on packages and passengers
The small ferry that serves the small islands comes into the dock beside us. When we are arrived we saw a UPS truck dropping off many boxes. When the ferry arrived they placed al the boxes on the roof before taking on their passengers. A very well used service.
There are very frequent shuttle buses here that are free and sponsored by LL Bean – great service and keeps a lot of cars off the road. It took us about 2 hours to take 2 different shuttles to the airport for Debbie to pick up her car (she’s driving home to Canada) and pick up Chris McDonnell who was flying in from NYC to crew on Finnish Line.
35’ Hinckley ‘picnic’ boatWhat a million USD gets ya
Cable Sable lighthouse at 101’Sunrise!Finnish Line 2.0 sails into the sunrise
Leaving just before noon we set off for our overnight to Maine. After almost 28 hours and 166 nm we arrived in Maine. The weather was good for the whole trip, waves were not big but wind was light too. It was warm going down the 9 mile Shelburne Harbour but the winds off the Atlantic greeted us with the big chill requiring many more layers of clothes put on. It was a little bit bouncy as we headed SW to pick up Brazil Rock to take the outside route around Cape Sable. After rounding Cape Sable we set a course NW to pass between Seal and Mud Islands. Passing through these islands at the wrong tide can leave one with strong currents. We passed through about 9:30pm ADT in the dark. However, a large fishing trawler nearby w/o lights caused a bit of concern when it turned up on our radar. After connecting by radio he agreed to put on all lights until we were passed. The moonrise at 11:30pm ADT was a spectacular blood red ball appearing over the horizon off our sterns. During the night the engine seemed tougher and was producing more white smoke. Stopped the boat, put it in reverse for a few minutes and the problem disappeared which meant there was something caught on the prop. In the morning we had overheating incidents. The first was fixed by cleaning the raw water intake strainer which had been cleaned before we left but there was much plant life floating around. The second involved tweeting the impeller which didn’t make any sense but it worked.
Maine is infamous for the number of crab pots along its coast. We sighted our first line of pots 40 nm out in 700’ of water. However, it was a one-off and we saw no more for another 15 nm. Unfortunately we attracted fog before that so it became quite the challenge watching both the radar and and the water. Approaching land about 2pm ADT we thought the pots weren’t that bad. BUT entering the waterway amongst the islands the density of the pots grew dramatically as did the other boat traffic. It was impossible to steer a straight course and was quite a challenge to find any course at all. Fortunately the final run up to our harbour was mostly pot free.
When we were about 5 nm out we tucked up into pots and used the US’s border patrol app, ROAM to check in. We submitted our info and there was no invitation to video conference. Instead we rec’d a phone call to say we were checked and, to our delight, they granted us a cruising permit. The CBP website says you need to have an officer in person at the boat to get one!
Assume we all got enough sleep when not on watch as we were able to return to our routine of cocktails followed by dinner at 7pm EDT.
Hanging in Shelburne waiting for a weather window to cross to Maine as we have to round Cape Sable and cross the Bay of Fundy. It’ll be a 26+ hour crossing. We’ll depart Tuesday mid-day.
Shelburne is a treat as an historic town. Sort of Lunenburg without the bustle. We toured the 3 museums: the dory factory, the town museum, and the Ross-Thompson House.
The Dory Museum. Schooners would pull up to the water side door to pick up their dories
I have wonderful memories of visiting the dory factory from our family trip here in 1993. They used to turn out 2 dories a day – over 50,000 were built since 1880. Now they build 1 or 2 a year. The Ross-Thompson House had a wonderful tour guide in period costume who took us all through the house. It was a rich merchants’ house built in 1783. Later it was left vacant for 40 years before being bought by a Harvard professor. Almost all the original furnishings and other household pieces were still there making it a real find as a museum.
The town was very tarted up for the filming of the movie, “The Scarlet Letter”, in the mid-90s which has stood it in good stead as an historic town. Many seasonal residents, mostly American, have furthered restored houses they’ve bought up in town. The town’s streets are a charm to wander. Before declining in the 1790s the town had a population of 10,000 far from its current 1,800.
Ross-Thompson House – part warehouse, part shop, part residence
The large dark barrel was built in the 1760s in Portugal
The thicker appearing plate could be filled with hot water and a plate with food on it could be kept warm by setting on top while delivering to the table
Dock StreetA saw mill with all its saws and other machinery cries out to be renovated and opened
Pleasant homes …
…. pleasant streets
Every Monday at pm there’s a music jam in the garden of the Ross-Thompson House Museum. The woman in white is playing a hurdie gurdie.
This afternoon we attended the music session held each Monday at 1pm in the garden of the Ross-Thompson House. The main chap (a retired school music teacher) in period costume is meant to play baroque but locals turn up with their instruments so he’ll go wherever the group goes. Many are professional musicians from the US who in their travels discovered Shelburne, bought a house and spend 6 months a year here. One woman was playing her hurdie gurdie.
Off again in a fog bank. Our usual routine: Ramble On leads and does the navigation. Finnish Line 2.0 is close behind with a split screen showing the charts with its position plus the position of Ramble On via AIS. The other window has the radar for two miles out to identify marks out of place and/or other boats near by and if found inform Ramble On as to where. Has worked rather well as we’ve made it this far w/o a collision. Today we went through the .3 mile gap on the north side of Ram Island and couldn’t see either land. Once through I looked up from the radar screen to see a fogless view of the land I was steering at. Wow, very jarring. Not that it was close but when you’re not used to seeing anything …. Fog, of course, came back just as quickly. Thankfully it finally ended about 2pm so the last hour we got to enjoy the fine views of Nova Scotia.
The Shelburne YC building was gutted inside by fire this past May. They are operating out of a trailer for the season until it can be restored! Tough break.
Mouton so named because a sheep fell of Champlain’s ship here in 1604.
The black in the lower left is a large safe built in GALT ON in 1880s and still in use
Woke up to fog and went to the bakery for a delicious breakfast.
Front of the bakeryFog lifting ….. or not
After 10am the fog was clearing so off we went only to be met by very thick fog near the river’s mouth. Thank goodness for AIS and radar as we came near several boats moving in the opposite direction to us, several very close. Visibility was less than 2 boat lengths. The visibility increased to a 1/4 mile in the afternoon and finally clearing mid-afternoon.
We passed West Berlin and East Berlin (don’t ask me I have no idea), Coffin Island and near our anchorage Massacre Island.
By this time 4:30 or so the fog had returned. We carefully felt our way through shoals, rocks and small islands. This would have ended badly without a chart plotter and radar: don’t try this at home w/o them. Luckily the visibility increased to about 100 yards once we entered the cove and dropped the anchor.
Interesting sail past some shore caves at the mouth of Lunenburg Bay. Sunny day with little wind until we couldn’t use it (of course!)
Made a detour to view the caves
After going up river to get fuel at the Lahave YC we came back down river a few miles to dock at a bakery. That’s right, a bakery! Building also has a wonderful old bookstore and reading room as well as a crafts room. Lovely late lunch and we were able to pick up scallops for dinner.
Returning back down river after getting fuelOur dock (Ramble On is already there) at the bakery. What a wonderful combinationThe reading room-Debbie smiles at all the books while Chris pays the dock bill … $.75 per foot …. wow!Some woman photo bummed me ?
Decided we had the time to spend 2 days here so we didn’t have to rush too much. First day visited the 3 marine shops within easy walk of us although they were all rather minimal. When paying for our extra night the young attendant offered to drive us to the liquor store as well as wait and bring us back. Now that’s service!
We visited the Maritime Marine Museum which, while a little run down, was very useful to understand the history of the fishing industry here. They also have two ships to tour which illustrated the progression of the industry’s ships.
1938 auxiliary schoonerIn the forecastle
As Lunenburg is now a UNESCO Heritage site building and renovations are tightly monitored. Even the local grocery store is in the Lunenburg style. The only sore thumb is the CIBC bank in the heart of town in an ugly, nondescript 1960s building. Probably it’s been grandfathered in but it’s a shame they haven’t felt the need to be part of the community. The waterfront has several tourist things like the museum and, of course, parking but it is still very much a working harbour. This is part of its attraction.
Linda and Debbie went for a horse-drawn (romantic?) carriage tour of the town. Chris and Bob stayed behind to do boatie things.
Local restaurants, while touristy, nonetheless offered very good meals with wonderful views of the harbour.
dinner view of the sun setting over the harbourand from our wharf
Nice breakfast at the local coffee shop, Eli’s Espresso. Then off on a gloriously sunny day with not too much wind, well not much at all. Did put the jib up but the we had some very weird wind thing: the pennants on our starboard side showed the wind from the starboard while the jib out on the port side was back winded! It was too much of a mental strain so we furled the jib.
Sailing in Lunenburg BayUnder full sail chasing us into harbour
While still heading southish a fly bridge fishing craft coming our way changed course several times so we headed off to stay out of his way. When finally abeam of us he radioed us to look out for the several sunfish ahead. We did see them or rather just the fin. Did take pics which are ok if you like black triangles sticking above the water. ?
Turning around East Point to head up Lunenburg Bay we were joined by two schooner type boats with full sails on a close reach. Sadly we were head to wind so no sailing for us.
Lunenburg …. note the two dorys
Thought we’d be on a mooring ball but Ramble On found a wharf on the east side of town that we tie up at for our time here. Makes being here easier for everyone to explore. Lunenburg is still very much a working port. The other side of our wharf is a boat building shed and a large trawler in dry dock.
Our wharf with boat shed and boat in dry dock – the latest Bluenose was on the railway lift on the right for its last launchyet another boat building shed in town
We spent several hours wandering the town. I had forgotten how steep it is walking further into town and just how large the historic part of town is. Completed the day with dinner on the patio of the Salt Shaker overlooking the harbour. There is something very special about a harbour filled with moored boats.
they don’t have long ladders heredinner overlooking the harbour….Chris focuses on his beer
Woke up again to a foggy morning. Decided to leave anyway and half through it did lift.
Indian Point
On the way into Mahone Harbour we passed Indian Point where the author of our guide book, “Down East Circle Route”, Capt Cheryl Barr lives.
Mahone Harbour with its iconic 3 steeplesOh My Cod
We docked at the town wharf and went off for lunch at Oh My Cod. The chap clearing our plates heard us talking about Navionics (digital chart provider) and asked us where we were from. He replied that he was from Hamilton. I said that we arrived by boat and he said he had too. Apparently, he and his wife had sold up everything and set sail for the Caribbean stopping at Mahone Bay town because of weather. They liked it so much they bought the restaurant! Now that’s a flexible approach to life.
Pretty houses ….
Mahone Bay town is a more bustling place and perhaps even prettier than Chester. Many lovely, well kept homes and certainly more shops.
After lunch Debbie’s brother and wife (Bill and Leslie) with friend Curtis dropped by along with their daughter and granddaughter. Crowded cockpit pit but good conversation with lots of hints on sailing this part of the world and the better ports and restaurants to try. After all the snacking and beer we didn’t need dinner!
Back Bay or the view from our rear windowA Nova Scotia hydrangea
Layover day in the charming town of Chester. Foggy in the morning but cleared up in time for Chris and I to dinghy to town to pursue some engine oil for our dinghies late morning. I knew my engine’s propane was low and sure enough it quit before the dinghy dock and we had to row the rest of the way : 30’. Were able to get some oil and do a bit more of a toodle around the town. Back to the boat for a nice lunch in the cockpit and then some boat maintenance. About 5pm we all headed out in Ramble On’s dinghy for dinner and theatre. Our dinner at the White Gate was wonderful: food, service and ambience. Although as we left the owner standing at the door we left by was too busy texting to say goodbye. ? Just down the block was the theatre where we saw, “God is a Scottish Drag Queen” with Mike Delamont. Very amusing non-politically correct swipes at many religions including Scientology, the Mormons and the Westboro Baptists plus many nationalities. All good fun.
Tomorrow the beginning of Chester Race Week but we felt it best to move on and not join the drinking sailors! ?