|The graceful little Lady H Chugging to the dock in Eastport Maine|
So today I drove on back north to Eastport, only this time ignoring my iPhone. I walked to the pier, and there sat the innocent Lady H, the small boat I'd be taking a trip out of the harbor on. It was actually 8:50 before anyone, even the captain arrived. At 9:10 AM we pulled out of the port.
It was rather a somewhat miserable, ergo normal maritime journey, raining on and off. Periodically the icy salt water would blast over the sides and douse passengers – we'd smile, because I swear, Neptune has a sense of humor.
|East Quoddy Head Lighthouse, Campobello Island|
Maine has Bald Eagles, the way Alaska has Bald Eagles - they're everywhere you find water, and that is practically every place you go.
|I bet flinging yourself off a snag is an E-ticket ride|
The highlight of the trip was stopping at White Horse Island, where hundreds of Black-legged Kittiwakes nested. Am pleased with my photos, of Kittiwake pairs on their nests, looking like concerned parents.
|Wall of Kittiwakes|
|Common Eider Drake on some of the island's lower lying property|
|Black-legged Kittiwakes with ink dipped wing tips|
Unlike my two previous Maine Pelagic trips, there was no disembarking onto any islands. We just enjoyed watching the birds, seals and even weirs, as we worked our way around the waters of the Atlantic and Passamaquody Bay.
|Stopped to look at Salmon pens/weirs, for commercially raised salmon|
|I never get enough of flying Eiders|
In the early afternoon when we docked in Eastport I took off north, already plotting my next adventure of the day.