Folly Cove and Lanesville Shores

We were expecting rain. However, the wind was from the south and that meant we could go north. During the morning’s drive-around with Dunkin and a corn muffin, we decided that Folly Cove looked best.

As we were loading the boat, it started to drizzle. I got into my foul weather gear and drove from the upper station so as to give the passengers as much room as possible to stay warm in the cabin. Daybreaker was already at Folly Point as we pulled into the cove. He was almost done and left before our people got into the water.  I anchored half way between the inner point and the outer point of the cove.

Paul Savageau, Nan and Lilly Nutt, Curt Brown and Laurent Dubois were in the water quickly. It was 55 feet below the boat and the thermocline was at about 35 feet. Nan said it was warm enough in the first 35 feet, but got cold quickly after that. It was also dark and silty. She and her daughter stayed shallow for the rest of their dive.  By this time, it was raining steadily.

Paul found a lost weight-integrated pocket with 10 pounds in it. Since he uses that kind of system, it was treasure to him. Curt and Peter worked on skills at the back of the boat. Laurent went hunting.  It was raining less.

For the second dive, we decided to move to more favorable hunting grounds.  I picked Lanesville Shores and a special site known to us as Johnny Mac Cove.  This was the place where a student of ours finally “got it.”  He had been struggling with the skills and here is where he put it all together successfully for the first time.  It’s also a great place for lobstering.

Everyone went in for a second dive because I cooked Ramen noodles with stewed tomatoes for soup to warm them up.  It really helps to have a big steaming cup of hot soup to hold between dives.

The wind was freshening and the rain had stopped by the time I got into my gear.  Everyone else was off, excep The Captain and Peter who was still working with Curt off the stern.  Pat Walsh was able to get in, get down, and come back up for her poker and bag.  There were lobsters down there!  Her ear worked for the upping and downing just fine.

I noticed how different the water was at 40 feet (silty and dusty) from the water at 20 feet (15 foot of visibility and 60 degrees).  It stayed above the rocks to keep in the clearest part of it.  There was a school of stripers in the shallows as well as a very indifferent sea raven.  I love being among the stripers because they are seasonal and we don’t have them with us all year.  How effortlessly they move and how quickly they disperse when I exhale.

The drive home was dry enough and the sky lightened as eight of us convened inside The Gull restaurant for cod cheeks (me) and strawberry shortcake (The Captain).  Tomorrow is supposed to be warmer and wetter.  Oh, joy.

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