Seal Bay

As the morning worn on, the fog lifted enough for us to motor west to Seal Bay. There wasn't enough wind for sailing at only 5 kts but the motoring was still challenging with all the lobster pots, especially in Deer Island Thorofare. The red buoy marking a shallow spot had been repaired and was floating. On our previous pass it was sunk up to the level of the hauling ring on top, a real navigation hazard. Our
passage was uneventful and although there were about 10 boats already in the inner harbor, there was still plenty of room for another boat. After we had been anchored for an hour or so, another boat anchored nearby and the captain came over and asked if we thought he was too close - and offered to reanchor if we thought they were! It's the first time that's ever happened to us. We turned on the radar to measure the distance to his boat which was 210 feet, plenty far enough away but it was nice of him to ask.
The heavens then opened up and it poured! It continued all through the night with me opening and shutting the hatch over our bed on cue when I heard the rain. On Sunday they had predicted today to be clear with a southwest wind (a clearing direction) but the weatherman lied. We refer to the morning NOAA weather report as the "Morning Lies" followed in the afternoon by the "Afternoon Lies". You're better off just looking up at the sky to see what it's doing. In fact, my weather station on board which uses nothing more sophisticated than it's internal barometer is currently predicting rain which I believe more than NOAA.
Meanwhile we are having the "Maine Fog Championships" on-board playing bridge and having fun with the bridge, watching it rain (!), and reading. We may well stay here tomorrow too if the weather doesn't clear.