It’s a momentous day. No, better make that a stupendous day. I fixed a Spam Scramble for breakfast and Mary actually eat it. She cleaned her plate. Yes, Mary eat Spam.
We bought tickets for the 20-minute “Mail Boat and Ferry” to the Great Cranberry Island. The ferry provides the main commuter connection to the mainland for the residents of this island.
While waiting for the ferry, we watch a barge-auto-ferry unload and load its cargo. I could only hold one truck or two cars. We watch it make several trips throughout the day carrying everything for trucks, to boats on trailers, to cars.
We bought tickets for the 20-minute “Mail Boat and Ferry” to the Great Cranberry Island. The ferry provides the main commuter connection to the mainland for the residents of this island.
While waiting for the ferry, we watch a barge-auto-ferry unload and load its cargo. I could only hold one truck or two cars. We watch it make several trips throughout the day carrying everything for trucks, to boats on trailers, to cars.
Once onboard the ferry, we talked with a couple with their puppy that were spend the day on Little Cranberry Island, also served by this ferry.
Our day consisted of walking the two-mile long main road that stretches from the dock to the other end of the island. Many nice smaller and not so small houses lined both sides of the road. Most of the houses appeared to be vacant, probably vacation house. A few were definitely residents based upon the number of lobster traps stored in the front yards. It was nice to see a neighborhood where all the houses appeared to be well maintained and freshly painted.
A light drizzle started when we were halfway across the island. The skies have been threatening most of the morning. This appears to be the normal weather pattern around these parts. At least, it’s been that way for the past few days.
One interesting thing we noticed is that many cars and trucks on the island don’t have license plates. The owners just applied the annual tags to the area of the bumper that would have held license plates. Our guess is that this is the practice for vehicles that don’t leave the island.
We couldn’t find a restaurant for lunch. We settled for an ice cream from the little store near the dock. I had a snickers ice cream and Mary a Dove bar. Ice cream always tastes better when you are sitting at the shore.
The couple and their dog that went to Little Cranberry Island were on our return ferry. A local lady and her dog also joined us on the return trip. We later ran into the her working at the Pine Tree Market in Northeast Harbor.
