Yesterday brought three visitors, including a couple spending their honeymoon at Popham Beach. Just think about that, yesterday I quoted the Honeymooners and then real honeymooners visited. Today’s quote is, “We are the champions…”. I’ll let you know if royalty visits.

There’s another archaeological dig in progress. Capt. Ethan was looking for something to do, and mentioned to Tim he heard there was a triangle marking the helipad. There’s a site map in the museum that depicts it. There was one at our previous lighthouse, which I was unearthing but lost steam. Tim got a divining rod of sorts and hit brick at the apex. Ethan peeled sod and uncovered the northern point. I poked around a bit and found two edges and perhaps the crossbar of the “H”. More to follow.

It has been really windy here the past couple of days. Today’s max wind speed was 33 knots from the south. Yesterday, the flag twisted around the flagpole as the wind shifted and got stuck. It was flying by one hook all day and it was too windy to retrieve it.

Finally, before dinner there was a lull in the breeze and Tim was able to gaff it. Now all is right with the universe.

Loki the hiker

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We hiked all around the island yesterday to check out the surf. Loki tagged along for most of the trip. He’s a conflicted hiker. He follows us but mews and meows the whole way. Maybe it’s because he doesn’t know about geocaching.

We saw great waves crashing here, on the surrounding ledges and the neighboring islands. Loki even found an ancient rock carving.

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Click here to see the surf and hear Loki sing 

Heard on the radio

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We don’t have TV or very reliable internet so I often listen to the VHF radio. We stay tuned to a local channel where fisherman chatter. Sometimes they gossip or whine. The discussions run the gamut. The hard part is trying to understand their accents.

They talk about how the their traps are doing, the price of bait and what they had for dinner. One guy lamented that he went to a local restaurant and ate haddock but should have ordered the shrimp. Yesterday there was a political rant about centralized bait fisheries.

Boaters hail one another on the radio. The other day I heard, “Temerity, Temerity, this is Audacity”. How did they start hanging out together? Was it because they share a certain boldness. The variations are endless. The mind runs wild.

Of course I forgot that we use Ground Control and Major Tim ourselves on the radio.
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Gone fishing

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We played hooky today and went fishing – for tuna! They also played hooky today but we caught a ton of mackeral, red fish, cunners, sea robin and bluefish. I saw more fish than ever before and pulled in two at a time – and got them off the hook myself. This is good training for Tasmania. Tim had the big rod and was hauling in four at a time. A good time was had by all. The gulls especially loved our chum.

My long johns and foulies came in handy. It was clear and windy. We could see Mt. Washington to the northwest.

We worked on a joint venture yesterday. The sign in the cove, warning boaters not to drop anchor because of the electric cable, had pulled loose and was hanging by a thread.

It was challenging to repair (at least for us) because it was hung on a deck rail with all sorts of angles, slopes and corners. Tim devised a super structure to even it a bit. We brought down a level – all the work was done 1/4 mile from where the tools are kept – but never used it because the board would only fit one way. When we were done, I checked with the level and behold, we couldn’t have made it this even if we tried.

Ah, a sunset

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Not much action yesterday. Skies were grey, temperature was cool and there was an east wind, which brought no visitors. I continued knitting my second mitten and then went to town on the south trail. This is where I first learned the art of creative weed whacking-horizontal, vertical and even a hedge trimmer. I used titanium string but wasn’t too impressed with it and went through it before I completed the trail.

It’s funny because when we were last here, I adopted the south trail and Tim, the north. And so it remains. He finished opening up the north trail yesterday. We have to fill a gianormous hole at the beginning of the south trail where you could lose a small child.

Sunset was brief but beautiful.