Weaving our way thought the lobster pots is one way to start the day. Carl at the helm and me on the lookout. Hitting one of them could certainly ruin our day.. You can diffidently tell its how a lot of people make their living, plus lobsters are abundant.. As we headed northeast to our next port it was a day of lobster-man everywhere and very few other boats. Sure we saw a sailboat or two and a few power boats, but it was pretty quite on the water. It was smooth as glass and the waves were only 1 to 2 feet. Not much wind but and easy day. The items Carl installed for the fuel system seemed to have helped the problem. When we ran for a 8 hour day before it would always show its ugliness, but not today, lets hope its fixed. The refrigeration system seems to have fixed itself, maybe I hit a knob when I was taking things in and out. As we were having lunch we turned into the  area that is going to take us into Southwest Harbor. This area has mountains and flat beaches, rock but still flat. It is very alluring..We dropped the hook , when a couple in a 1936 wood boat with a cabin went by,  gorgeous.. you don't see many of those... We dropped the dingy and headed into Southwest Harbor, nice small town. Everywhere we went we saw this cakes called Whoopie  Pie's so we tired one.. Oh my god , talk about sugar, we thought our teeth would fall out of our heads,, We tried them  and that's the last of that..Today we meet Lee and Ledra and check out the area... What fun...