Eastport, August 27

Eastport is the furthest north eastern town in the US and is about 1/2 hour from our camping  site.  After checking the weather and the where abouts of Hurricane Irene, we decided it would be safe to go check out Eastport.  In addition to being the furthest eastern town, there is a phenomenon called the Sows Whirlpool where the tide forms a giant whirlpool, the second largest in the world, and can be seen from Eastport.  Oh what tourists we are! The catch is that the whirlpool is best seen 2-3 hours before high tied, in this case between 7:00 and 8:00 A.M.

We arrived at Eastport to find a town still asleep. ... not much activity at all.  We found the spot to view the whirlpool and much to our disappointment couldn't see much.  We hung around for a while and then decided it was time to find breakfast.  Surely there would be something open on a Saturday morning.  We stopped to talk to one of the locals about the whirlpool.  The first thing out of his mouth was "I wish they would stop publishing stuff about the Sows Whirlpool, It is such a disappointment".  We all got a good laugh.  Apparently the whirlpool does exists, but it is best seen from across Eastport by taking the ferry and sometimes it is more visible then others.

 I guess if you can use your imagination you can see the whirlpool towards the rocks in the middle of the picture.

 We wandered around town and watch  a father and son land some mackerels.

 This statue was erected for a TV reality show (don't remember which one) and the city like it so much they refurbished it and it is still standing.

 We found a great little Cafe called WaCo and had breakfast.  Its the little grey building in the picture below.  It is suppose to be the oldest cafe in the area or was it Maine. The last two initials of the proprietors makes up the name. I wished I had remembered to take a picture of our pancake sandwich.  The pancakes covered the whole plate!  It was a good thing we shared it!

 The quaint little fishing  village taken from the pier.

After breakfast we walked around town some more killing time, it was such a beautiful day.  We hung out long enough to have lunch and sample a "lobstah roll".  Not bad.  I think you get a whole lot more lobster on a sandwich with less work than eating a whole cooked lobster.

We continuously kept checking on Hurricane Irene and it looks like we will need to leave tomorrow.  She's coming this way...but it looks like we are far enough east that we may be just on the fringes . The folks in Eastport didn't seem concerned at all about the hurricane saying it wasn't going to be any worse than their Nor Easters which bring snow instead of rain, which confirms what we have been hearing all along.