My husband John and I put our little boat in at Rye Harbor yesterday and traveled north to the wide mouth of the Piscataqua River, cut the motor, drifted out on the current and ate our picnic lunch of Joe's Meat Shoppe subs.
I gave the dog the stub of my Italian.
History, plus cool storm photos at the bottom.
Maine side of the Piscataqua River
We stuck to the north side of the Piscataqua and slipped behind Seavey Island in the back channel. It was a bright and beautiful day.
Houses and boats in Kittery
To our north, the first town in Maine. To our south, the Portsmouth Naval Shipyard on Seavey Island, and Portsmouth, New Hampshire across the main part of the Piscataqua.
Zeus on the bow
About to go under a bridge between the Maine mainland and Seavey Island.
A long boat at dock
Kittery was settled in 1623 and incorporated in 1647.
Lobster traps on a dock at low tide
Always nice to cruise along a working waterfront.
I-95 bridge between New Hampshire and Maine
Not a drawbridge because it's high enough.
House and boat house
I took mostly photos of the north bank because of where the sun was angling to illuminate.
Power plant on the Piscataqua
I believe this one is wood-fired. It smells like Christmas trees.
The rip currents, eddies and whirlpools are intense at this river bend. We stopped to drop a couple of lines on a bunch of fish we spotted on the fish finder, but the current whipped us along disconcertingly fast and we spun around in 360's in three different whirlpools.
So we moved further up river where we found shallow water near a north shore marsh and woods, probably in Eliot, Maine, and cast on small surface feeding bluefish. No luck but it was fun to watch them darting around the boat.
A lot of people ask me if I were shipwrecked and could only have one book what would it be? I always say 'How to Build a Boat."
– Stephen Wright
Photos from another shoreline last year: New England seaside vernacular