We hoped the sun would break through the low gray ceiling of clouds on our drive to Boothbay Harbor. Our trip on a schooner in that picturesque bay had been planned in advance and we were looking forward to giving the children a Maine experience of slicing through vivid blue water with wind filled sails and island views. They know our own stretch of coastline, but Maine has many treasures yet to be discovered.
At last we arrived and carried our canvas bags weighted down with snacks and drinks and made our way to a dock already partly shrouded in stubborn fog. We boarded our schooner with a warning from the captain about capricious Maine weather...although we are no strangers to the old saying,
if you don't like the weather, wait five minutes!
The pretty harbor disappeared from view and suddenly we were wrapped in dense impenetrable fog. Occasionally we slipped past docks piled high with lobster traps and a few other boats and sailors. The scenes were mesmerizing and eerily beautiful. Sky melted into water in that silent world. Voices on board were hushed and the sense of calm was absolute.
Sometimes fog is as comfortable as being wrapped up in an old quilt.
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Hello Carol:
ReplyDeleteWe absolutely love these images! The grey gloom is so wonderfully atmospheric and seems to cast a gossamer shroud over everything as far as the eye can or cannot see. It is beguiling how things loom up out of the fog and mesmerising to think of how many shades of grey there actually are!
Hello Jane and Lance! thank you for your lovely comment. Welcome back from my favorite city...now I am off to read all about your visit!
ReplyDeleteLove the pics with thick fog in the frame. Kinda remind me of the Pirates of the Caribbean.
ReplyDeletede engineur ~ Thank you very much! I hadn't thought of "Pirates of the Caribbean" but I see your point! We were certainly on the lookout for other boats and one did appear rather suddenly...no pirates though!
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