The Working Waterfront - Oct/Nov 25

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News from Maine’s Island and Coastal Communities

Mills highlights housing wins

Costs, federal uncertainty impact affordability

The lack of affordable housing impacts much of the state’s economy, and much of the economy impacts housing.

That was one of the conundrums emerging from the Maine Affordable Housing Conference on Sept. 9 in Bangor.

When housing options are few or too expensive, the workforce—which is already facing generational decline—tightens. And as building materials grow more costly and federal funding support for projects shrinks, the rental market becomes tighter.

“There just isn’t the money that was available in 2023,” said Dan Brennan, MaineHousing director. Still, the state’s goal is to see 80,000 new homes by 2030.

“It’s costing a lot more to build homes,” Gov. Janet Mills noted in her remarks at the conference, blaming, in part, the Trump administration’s tariffs on certain imports. Building materials were 6% higher in August than the previous August, she said.

Housing shortages threaten prosperity, she said.

“We don’t want to think about it as a siloed issue,” Mills said. “It’s part of economic development.”

Despite the challenges, the governor highlighted what she sees as wins.

About $315 million has been spent during her administration to build housing, five times what was spent in the period from 2000 to 2018. Some 2,100 new apartments and houses have been built, 1,800 are under construction, and 1,500 are in the pipeline, she said.

Monthly mortgage payments in Maine are the lowest in New England, she said, and the rent-toincome ratio also is lowest in the region.

About two dozen housing-related laws were enacted in the last session, she said, including those to support historic preservation efforts.

“We’ve got to revitalize the downtowns,” Mills said, acknowledging the trend that began with the pandemic in which office space has become underused. Such spaces should be converted to multi-use, she said.

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Scientists now predicting whale movement

Food, temperature inform science on right whales

In early June, conservation patrol officers with Canada’s Department of Fisheries and Oceans were on a patrol flight in an area known as the

Sackville Spur, about 310 miles east of Newfoundland’s coast, when they spotted a North Atlantic right whale, identified as Eternity, swimming with a group of pilot whales in a location where right whales normally aren’t.

The officers were surprised to see the endangered whale there, but the scientists working in the Tandy Center for Ocean Forecasting at Bigelow Laboratory for Ocean Sciences in East Boothbay were not—because they’d predicted it.

“Where exactly did that whale occur?” asked postdoctoral scientist Jonathan Syme. “It was right there on that little bit of blue in this area that we predicted would become right whale habitat,” he said as he pointed to a slide projected above his head in the forum space of the newly opened Harold Alfond Center for Ocean Education and Innovation at Bigelow.

“ When we know where the food is, we’ll be able to predict where the right whales are likely to be.”

annual summer lecture series, Café Sci. Held July 16, their presentation shared some of the science-based modeling and forecasting tools scientists at Bigelow are using to predict where and when North Atlantic right whales may show up in the short-term and the long-term. With the current disagreement about regulations to protect the endangered North Atlantic right whale—of which there are an estimated 350—“there’s a really important role for science to play,” said Record, director of ecosystem modeling at Bigelow’s Tandy Center, “when these different approaches to management start to crack and fall apart.”

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Dr. Brian Beal opens up a clam shell for those attending the Aug. 9 Shellfish Field Day at the Downeast Institute’s Great Wass Island facility in Beals. See more photos on pages 14-15. PHOTO: LESLIE BOWMAN
SHELLFISH FIELD DAY —

Remembering the ill-fated Defence Victim of Penobscot Expedition in harbor mud

When a group researching the final resting place of the Defence got their hands on one of the ship’s cannons, buried in the mud of a Maine harbor for 200 years, their archaeologist partners at Texas A&M asked an important question: Is it loaded?

It was, as it turns out, explain David Wyman and Donald Small, two retirees who, over the past two winters, built a 1/16 replica of the 85-foot Defence. Both men taught at Maine Maritime Academy. Wyman and others took dives on the wreck in the 1970s.

The ship was part of the colonial effort to dislodge the British from Castine during the war for American independence.

Building the replica took a couple of winters, the men say. Raising key parts of the Defence back in the 1970s took several summers. And the work was potentially dangerous, as they learned.

“You need to show that the cannon is unloaded,” Small remembers the Texas A&M researchers advising when it was raised.

“The ball, wadding, and powder were all there,” Wyman adds.

That long-loaded, now disarmed cannon today resides in the Naval History Museum in Washington D.C., while most of the Defence still lies on the bottom of Stockton Harbor, a good-sized cove between Cape Jellison to the east and Sears Island to the west.

Researchers have been guarded about the wreck’s exact location, and with good reason—at low tide, she’s in only about 11 feet of water. Souvenir seekers might be tempted to retrieve some part of the ship.

The Defence replica was an appropriate project for Wyman, Small, and the others to tackle. The ship played a role in an important part of the town’s history.

The Penobscot Expedition in 1779 was the American attempt to drive the British from Castine, a headland strategically situated at the top of Penobscot Bay near the mouth of the river. But the colonial forces were routed, due to “poor coordination, bickering commanders, inadequate training, and inexplicable delay,” according to the Castine Historical Society’s website.

Paul Revere, one of the leaders of the Penobscot Expedition, was court-martialed for his part, but later exonerated.

The Americans fled in their ships, and the Defence—a two-masted brigantine, or brig, which Small says probably was square rigged—ducked into Stockton Harbor as the British vessels pursued.

“The crew took her into Stockton Harbor thinking the British wouldn’t see her,” Small explains, perhaps hoping she would be hidden behind Sears Island. But when the British forces closed in on her, the captain and crew jumped overboard and swam to shore, setting the vessel on fire as they left.

on a shipwright’s personal approach. The names of the owners are known, he added, and one was of the prominent Cabot family of Boston.

The Defence served as a privateer, a vessel sanctioned by the fledgling U.S. government to attack British shipping.

“They were sailing, hoping to make money on what they could capture,” Small said.

It was Dean Mayhew, who joined the Maine Maritime Academy faculty in 1963, who came to believe the sunken ship was in Stockton Harbor. According to Underwater Dig: The Excavation of a Revolutionary War Privateer, by Barbara Ford and David C. Switzer (William Morrow and Company, 1982), Mayhew had become interested in the Penobscot Expedition while he was a student, and when he arrived in Castine, he began investigating.

A letter from the period by a British admiral noted an enemy vessel had been caught in Stockton Harbor. Almost 200 years later, Mayhew learned that a local fisherman, Cappy Hall, reported snagging his nets on something unusual in the area, according to Underwater Dig.

The vessel’s “breast hook,” a timber near the bow to which framing members were attached, was found, still with bark on it.

The fire was probably set near stern where the magazine was stored, which Small believes contained a sizable amount of gunpowder.

The ship landed on her side as she sank and over the years, settled into the bottom, “with about the deck line” above the mud, Small says.

Other American vessels, including the Samuel, Warren, Vengeance, General Putnam, Charming Sally, Hector, Black Prince, Monmouth, Hazzard and Tyrannicide were scuttled as they fled up the Penobscot River. Those wrecks lie north of Sandy Point through to Bangor.

It’s believed the Defence was built somewhere north of Boston, probably in Beverly.

“American ships at that time were not constructed from any plans,” Small explained, but rather relied

In 1972, the Academy organized a summer ocean engineering project for the school’s students, as well as for some attending the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. One of the tasks for students was building and operating a sonar device. Needing a target to test their work, someone remembered Mayhew’s theory that a shipwreck lay at the bottom of Stockton Harbor.

Wyman remembers the students working at making the sonar able to identify objects to the side rather than just downward. Passing over the location where the fisherman snagged his net, an unusual shape was identified. Students with scuba gear dove and immediately found items that appeared to be cannons. Soon after, a “shot rack,” a carved wooden shelf holding cannon balls, was found and raised.

In all, 16 cannons that would have fired six-pound balls were found. The divers also found a brick cook stove, dishes, spoons, belt buckles, and leather shoes. The vessel’s “breast hook,” a timber near the bow to which framing members were attached, was found, still with bark on it. The Maine State Museum in Augusta has in its collection a tin with blueberries, a ration for one of the 100 who served on the Defence. The crew was probably small, the men say, with the others aboard serving with the Massachusetts militia.

The excavation work continued each summer, Wyman remembers, from 1972 through 1980, by carefully working in 5-foot by 5-foot grids. “We dove every day for six weeks,” he said. “There was some discussion about raising it,” he said of the ship, but it seemed too difficult.

“I took a lot of the measurements,” Wyman remembers, carrying a tape measure down to the bottom with him into the Stockton Harbor mud. “Getting the measurements took multiple years.”

In recent years, when Small and Wyman would walk around town together, they began discussing the idea of building a scale model of the Defence Others agreed to help, including Dick Anderson, Steve Brookman, and Walt Murphy.

“We worked one morning a week once the snow fell,” Small said. “There was probably as much conversation as work,” he joked.

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From left, Steve Brookman, David Wyman, Donald Small, and Dick Anderson.
A cannon from the Defence is hoisted ashore at the Maine Maritime Academy in Castine in the 1970s.

WHALES

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To make the long-range forecast that pinpointed the Sackville Spur as a place right whales would eventually go to in the next five to 20 years, Bigelow scientists used prey data and regional and seasonal right whale movement data along with parameters such as water depth, temperature and salinity from 1990 to 2015.

The modeling using this data predicted which historical foraging areas would be maintained, and which would not, and which areas right whales would go to in the future, including the Sackville Spur area.

“Just like you have a weather forecast that says what the probability of rain or clouds or sun is in the next few days, we can make maps that tell what is the probability of whale occurrence in the coming days, and these maps could be used by researchers and management and fisheries to inform their decisions,” Syme said.

Bigelow scientists are also working on incorporating realtime data from satellites into their models, Shunmugapandi said.

“We want to use the remote sensing methods to detect whale food,” she said. “When we know where the food is, we’ll be able to predict where the right whales are likely to be.”

The places North Atlantic right whales are foraging are shifting because the changing climate alters ocean currents, the scientists said, which in turn affects where whale food will show up. Being able to more easily determine where North Atlantic right whales are going to go ahead of time is crucial for both the whales’ survival and for the industries that are most affected by regulations to protect the whales.

“One of the things that we’re hoping these forecasts can do,” said Record, “is help get a heads up before whales show up in large numbers in an area so that we can have some planning in terms of what we do.”

To watch the lectures of the Café Sci series, go to Bigelow’s YouTube channel.

Gerald “Punkin” Lemoine
Levi Moulden
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HOUSING

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“We can’t quit building now,” Mills said. “We’ve proven we can build housing without creating sprawl,” while retaining “that sense of place.”

A panel discussion including Stockton Williams of the National Council of State Housing Agencies and Rep. Traci Gere of Kennebunkport, moderated by Erik Jorgensen of MaineHousing, focused on the challenges.

“The market is broken for most Maine people right now,” Jorgensen said, with Portland real estate assessments up by 43% from a year ago.

Williams said he sees Congress as being more pro-housing than at any time in the last 25 years, yet Trump’s budget proposal cut 50% on low-income rent vouchers. Those cuts were reversed in the final budget bill.

Gere cited an evolution in regulations, as seen in a housing development in Newcastle which, under old rules, would have required 32 parking spaces. Calculations for such projects no longer use a 1.5 multiplier for each resident.

A bit of good economic news is the state’s modest, but noteworthy population growth. From

2021 to 2024, Maine saw a net gain of 40,000 residents. Observers attribute the growth to people escaping more urban areas during the pandemic and working remotely.

“People are moving here and staying here,” Mills said.

State Economist Amanda Rector dove deeper into the numbers in her presentation. From 2010 to 2020, Maine grew by 2.6%, then grew by 3.1% from 2020 to 2024. All the growth is attributed to in-migration, most from other states, she said.

But with the oldest median age in the nation at 44.8, and the largest percentage of population over 65, Maine faces challenges.

“We have more people exiting the workforce than entering the workforce,” Rector said.

And on housing, Maine was first in the nation in price increases, a statistic “you don’t want to be first” in, she said.

Innovation, ill-fitting regulations, and the need for financial literacy also were themes at the conference.

Affordable housing must be understood more broadly than building two-bedroom, one-bath starter homes, speakers said. In response to mobile home parks being bought up by large corporations, state law now facilitates residents buying the land

Herring Gut honors Mook, Soctomah

The Herring Gut Coastal Science Center has named Bill Mook, owner of Mook Sea Farm, and Chris Soctomah, fisheries biologist for the Passamaquoddy Tribe at Sipayik Environmental Department, as recipients of the 2025 Phyllis Wyeth Visionary Award for Excellence in Marine Science, Education, and Trades.

The award honors individuals who embody the innovative spirit and dedication of Herring Gut’s founder, Phyllis Wyeth, who established the Center in 1999 with a mission to inspire future generations in marine conservation and support Maine’s traditional fishing communities.

Bill Mook founded Mook Sea Farm, in Walpole, in 1985 and has spent nearly four decades pioneering advancements in shellfish aquaculture. From his early work at the Darling Marine Center to his leadership in developing resilient technologies for oyster farming, Mook has been a driving force in strengthening Maine’s aquaculture industry.

Chris Soctomah serves as fisheries biologist for the Passamaquoddy Tribe at Sipayik, where he oversees and implements fish passage studies and projects at the Skutik (St. Croix), Boyden, Pennamaquan, and Denny’s watersheds. His efforts facilitate and

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collectively and owning their residence. Thirteen parks are now resident-owned, three purchased in the last year. In all, 8% of housing in the state is in mobile home parks.

The governor said modular homes are another innovation and have made building faster and cheaper, citing their use by advocacy groups on North Haven and Peaks Island.

Regulation changes to allow accessory dwelling units, or ADUs, in a homeowner’s yard are having an impact, Mills said. The Brunswick business Backyard ADU recently delivered its 100th unit, she added.

At a break-out session, real estate agents and bankers discussed how loan preapprovals are now the norm, and that first-time buyers often aren’t aware of the money they need to have saved to purchase.

Housing expansion has been supported around the state, Brennan said, though he gave emphasis to the phrase “in most areas.”

Mills sounded a similar criticism, noting that Scarborough’s town council killed a 90-unit housing proposal on Route 1 that would have served lowerincome seniors and workforce renters, citing traffic.

“We can’t be parochial about this,” she said. “They’ve got to be in somebody’s backyard.”

implement western science approaches while also incorporating traditional ecological knowledge.

Honorary mention went to nominees Krisanne Baker, ecological artist and art educator; Chris Davis, innovator in residence at Maine Aquaculture Innovation Center; Alison England, middle school science educator at St. George Municipal School Unit; Sarah Gladu, community science director at Coastal River Conservation Trust; Alison McKellar, select board Member, Camden; Marci Train, educator Long Island School; Krista Tripp, owner of Aphrodite Oyster; and Charlie Walsh, CTO/ Co-founder of Seascal.

Next ocean farming crop—scallops

UMaine studies methods to learn effectiveness

Much of the scallop farming techniques used in the U.S. derive from practices in Japan, where scallops have long been a part of the country’s seafood industry. Researchers from the University of Maine are working to test and adapt those practices to help grow the industry in the Gulf of Maine, where oyster farming is currently the most wellknown form of aquaculture in Maine’s blue economy.

Building off a four-year study published in the spring, which compared the effectiveness of two different Atlantic sea-scallop farming techniques, UMaine researchers further analyzed the economic advantages and disadvantages of the same two methods of scallop aquaculture.

Lead researcher Damian Brady, professor of marine sciences at UMaine, and co-author Chris Noren, a postdoctoral researcher, used their results to develop a user-friendly application that helps interested parties compare the different costs and possibilities associated with building their own scallop farms.

“Now new farmers can make educated decisions on what option is going to be most viable for them, taking into account their location, timeframe, budget, and all the other pieces that go into scallop farming,” Brady said. “Ultimately, our goal is to help Maine grow this industry to its fullest potential and preserve Maine’s working waterfronts—an integral part of the state’s culture and history.”

Published in the journal Aquaculture, the study looked at two of the most common options for scallop farming: lantern net and ear-hanging. Previously, lantern net methods were thought to be more cost-effective, but this study shows the ways in which the ear-hanging method can be more cost-efficient over a longer period of time.

Researchers concluded that ear-hanging production was more advantageous if the scallops’ life cycles exceeded three years, and lantern-hanging is slightly more profitable when scallops are harvested under three years. They also found that the most optimal time for harvesting, regardless of farming method, was when scallops reached an age of 3.75-4 years.

Lantern net aquaculture uses tiered, circular nets that attach to a long line and hang vertically in the water column—an easier and less expensive system to set up compared to the ear-hanging method. Scallops sit in each tier of the lantern net, which can cause

overcrowding and issues with food resource accessibility. However, research showed that over time, the overcrowding can make lantern net farming productive over a four-year cycle.

Developed from Japanese methods, ear-hanging involves drilling holes into the “ear,” or the hinge, of the scallop shells, which are then pinned and hung on vertical lines in the water column. This method allows for individual scallops to have more space and access to resources. While it is more expensive to set up, labor costs significantly drop and overall expenses level out over a four-year period.

To combat start-up price, Japanese scallop farmers have used a number of different technologies and techniques that could be applicable in Maine. This includes specialized equipment, such as automated drilling and pinning machines, or a multi-partner ownership, in which one partner does the drilling and preparation, while the other does the farming and de-pinning. Cooperative partnerships allow each group to invest and specialize in a fraction of the machinery and equipment.

The study looked at two different scallop metrics over a four-year period: the height of the entire scallop shell in millimeters and the weight of the adductor muscle in grams. Both metrics have applications for the current U.S. market and its potential to expand.

Generally in the U.S., the adductor muscle is the only part of the scallop that is sold or used. The bigger or heavier it is, the higher the price.

The U.S. market for whole scallops, which include other parts of the bivalve along with the adductor muscle, is limited, but methods that increase the size of either part of the scallop have the potential to improve market value. Although ear-hanging requires more front-end labor and the equipment is more expensive than the lantern net method, the rate of production is significantly faster over a longer time period. It is also more space efficient, which requires a smaller lease and is less expensive.

Additionally, the researchers stressed the importance of a working waterfront for doing tasks that do not require being on the water. This allows for less weather-dependent work days and for small farms to grow with less limitations.

Ear-hanging is not only economically more effective in total labor costs and leases; it also results in ear-hanging scallops growing larger adductor muscles on average, according to the study.

Researchers concluded that the long-term benefits of growth size, lease cost, and total labor costs make the higher start-up costs of ear-hanging worthwhile for farmers entering the market for longer than three years.

New State of Maine training vessel launched Ship is built for ‘multi-mission’ service

On Aug. 26, the U.S. Maritime Administration celebrated the christening of the State of Maine, the third of five cutting-edge national security multi-mission vessels, at Hanwha Philly Shipyard in Philadelphia. Built for Maine Maritime Academy, the State of Maine will serve as a next generation training ship, supporting both the academic development of cadets and America’s humanitarian relief.

Spearheaded by the U.S. Department of Transportation and the Maritime Administration, this program is revitalizing America’s maritime training infrastructure—a cornerstone of President Donald Trump’s executive order on restoring maritime dominance. The program supported nearly 1,500 skilled jobs in Philadelphia and boosts American competitiveness at sea and ashore.

“The State of Maine is more than a ship. It’s a strategic investment in the people and infrastructure that keep America’s maritime economy strong,” said Transportation Secretary Sean Duffy. “Our cadets deserve cutting-edge tools and training to become the industry leaders who will keep our nation strong and ready when it matters most,” he said.

“This vessel marks a new era for American maritime power,” said Sang Yi, acting administrator

of the Maritime Administration. “Our mission to modernize sealift and empower the merchant marine hinges on relentless innovation and partnership.”

Maine Maritime Academy is internationally recognized as a leader in maritime education, noted MMA President Craig Johnson, “and this vessel represents a major step forward in our mission to train the world’s finest mariners. It’s a game-changer for our mission and a powerful reflection of what’s possible through strong partnerships and shared vision.”

The Maritime Administration is replacing aging training vessels from the National Defense Reserve Fleet with new, purpose-built ships designed to meet modern academy needs—and to provide critical capabilities for disaster response and national emergencies.

At 525 feet long, the State of Maine can accommodate 600 cadets and up to 1,000 people in times of humanitarian need. The vessel includes eight classrooms, labs, a training bridge, auditorium, helicopter pad, advanced medical facilities, and roll-on/ roll-off and container capacity, ensuring cadets get unmatched hands-on training.

State of Maine joins Empire State and Patriot State already in service, with two more under construction

at Hanwha Philly Shipyard, destined for Texas and California maritime academies.

The State of Maine is designed for a 21-foot, 4-inch draft, with a beam of 88-feet, 7-inches, a speed of 18 knots, and a deadweight of 8,487 metric tons.

A close-up image of a scallop.
PHOTO: COURTESY UMAINE
The new State of Maine, a training vessel built for Maine Maritime Academy in Castine, at its naming ceremony in Philadelphia on Aug. 26.
PHOTO: COURTESY HANWHA PHILLY SHIPYARD

A lesson in island living

Staying cool while waiting for a refrigerator

EVERYTHING IS harder when you live in a remote, rural town. Especially on an island. Especially in summer. When George Gershwin wrote about the easy livin’ of summertime, he wasn’t on a Maine island.

Your houseguest’s forgotten prescription? The missing ingredient in the recipe you are making? (It was on the store shelf last week!) The desperate search to find an electrician, or a plumber, or a carpenter—or really anyone who is handy—when things inevitably fall apart.

These frustrations are of our own making. We live here by choice, after all. It is a lifestyle that favors the patient and the problem-solvers over the rest of the world, where the livin’ is easier.

Those who do choose to stay (and increasingly, those who can afford to stay) live by three simple rules.

First, everything takes longer, or costs more than you plan. Second, Mr. Roger’s advice “to look for the helpers” must have been forged on an island. Bless the extraordinary neighbors who save everything, from small bits

Reflecting on a ‘great business’ and job A career in journalism has met expectations rock bound from the helm

I MET Bob Woodward in 2012. Colby College gave him the Elijah Parish Lovejoy award for his life’s work in journalism and I was covering it for the Bangor Daily News that weekend.

When I think of who inspired my career choice, George Reeve and Bob Woodward come to mind.

Reeve played Clark Kent/Superman in the 1950s TV show, which was popular as a re-run when I was growing up in the early 1960s. One episode had Superman, still donning his tights and cape, rush into an empty newsroom to bang out a story on Clark’s manual typewriter. Very cool.

But Woodward inspired a more mature career pathway. I was home sick in 9th grade for a few days when the Watergate hearings began, and I was glued to the TV, though I didn’t understand much of the discussion. I was 15 when Nixon resigned.

When the film All The President’s Men was released, I convinced my brother to drive us to the theater to see it. What a great job! Part detective, part moral crusader for Truth, Justice, and the American Way, as the Superman TV show used to put it.

of wire, twine, and wrapping paper to vegetable seeds, bobby pins, and tiny gaskets. These are our helpers and our life savers. Third, plan for the worst and hope to be delighted.

It’s very difficult for others to understand the ebb and flow of a ferry schedule, or the way the tides or weather affect barge services. On an island, anything that actually gets fixed or delivered is a small, daily miracle.

Take our new refrigerator, for example. It was lost at sea for two days. After 26 years, our reliable old Sears and Roebuck Kenmore refrigerator was giving up the ghost. We hated to see it go, not because it hadn’t done its duty over the decades and served us well, and not because it had incurred some unattractive dents across the years. We hated to say goodbye because getting a new refrigerator was surely going to be a hassle. We weren’t disappointed.

life here, planned the delivery carefully. He researched the new models, took copious measurements, removed doors from hinges, and hinges from doors. He lined up local help to take away the old and deliver the new. He conferred with the freight team at the ferry terminal and roughly knew when the fridge would arrive. He greeted each ferry expectantly. And he waited.

Despite assurances from the freight team that our fridge had been delivered, it was not to be found.

Despite assurances from the freight team that our fridge had been delivered, it was not to be found. Lose a box of groceries? Maybe. But a refrigerator? Adventure and sleuthing ensued. My husband was hot on the trail. The mystery was finally solved: Our refrigerator had indeed been delivered. To a wharf… on another island.

and is now stationed in our kitchen, a reassuring reminder of the dozens of things that go right every single day to keep island life humming along.

These days, it’s easy to lose sight of what’s important, to fret over the annoyances and inconveniences of our lives. But living on an island teaches us a valuable lesson. Resilience, patience, determination, neighborliness, and gratitude form the warp and weft of community living.

In a world that values speed, technology, and even divisiveness, these words might ring of nostalgia and sentimentality. For those of us who choose to live where the living isn’t easy, however, we know that this tightly woven fabric is the only thing that truly matters.

My husband, originally from San Diego, but rapidly learning the ways of

Islanders know that nearly everything eventually finds its way home. Our refrigerator is no exception. It continued its travels down Casco Bay

Kim Hamilton is president of Island Institute, publisher of The Working Waterfront. She may be contacted at khamilton@islandinstitute.org.

And the weapon of choice? Words, with which I had an early affinity.

One summer during my college years, I worked at an all-night gas station. From 1 a.m. to 5 a.m., it got mighty slow, so I had time to read, and worked my way through All The President’s Men.

I think I chickened out from the daunting task of breaking into the business. Instead, I taught high school English and then worked as an employment counselor for community action agencies. Important work, of course, but not aligned with my passion.

Back to Woodward.

That weekend was stressful. The small staff of reporters working weekends meant I had to cover and produce a fair amount of content.

On the bright side, the BDN hired my son Jesse to video and shoot photos of the event, so it was a thrill to be working with him.

I sat quietly, waiting for the talk to begin. A Colby staffer approached me and asked if I wanted to talk to Woodward privately. I flagged down Jesse and we were escorted to a small room. I told Woodward I was one of his stepchildren, telling him about reading the book.

“It’s a great business, isn’t it?” he said. I remember hesitating a second or two before agreeing. The business, as has been well documented, was facing significant challenges then. And now.

Cars, real estate, and what used to show up in the classifieds are now sold online for a fraction of what newspaper ads cost. With web access free in those days, subscription revenue was plummeting.

Yes, it’s a great job, but it was becoming precarious, with lay-offs and down-sizing.

A few months later, I learned the Island Institute was looking for an editor for The Working Waterfront and Island Journal. Landing this job was a godsend.

I’ll admit it was a welcome downshift. But within a month, I realized this newspaper, already widely circulated and much read, provided an opportunity. “I think I can make some noise with this paper,” I remember telling my wife.

At that Colby event, Woodward recounted sitting next to Al Gore at a dinner shortly after George W. Bush defeated him in the election. Why didn’t Woodward “go after” Bush, Gore asked, the way he “went after” Nixon?

Well, Woodward explained, because journalists aren’t charged with picking winners and losers.

The term “storytelling” is bandied about in journalism circles these days, but I’m not fond of it. At our best, we let other people tell their stories. Yes, we like narratives and look for conflict and resolution as we craft our work, but facts and context are key, and they are best presented plainly and clearly.

This is the last issue of The Working Waterfront for which I am editor, though I may contribute in retirement, if our new editor deems that valuable. I never did get to dash into a newsroom in tights and cape to write a story, but it’s been a wonderful career, 38 years in all. Thank you for reading.

Tom Groening will retire in midJanuary. He may still be contacted at tgroening@islandinstitute.org.

BEFORE THE BRIDGE—

This image from 1941, courtesy of the Maine Department of Transportation, shows how cars were able to reach Westport Island before the bridge was built. Or maybe how a car could reach the island; there wasn’t much room for a second vehicle on this crude ferry.

the public’s policy

Powering the pine tree state

Maine is taking bold steps toward efficiency

ONE OF THE biggest energy issues in Maine is cost. Mainers pay some of the highest electricity rates in the country, a burden that lands squarely on families, small businesses, and municipalities.

High costs are driven by factors like aging infrastructure, a growing electrical demand, and an energy mix heavily reliant on natural gas—a fuel prone to sharp price swings.

What might look like a line item on a utility bill translates into real choices: whether a family heats their home fully in the winter, whether a small shop can stay competitive, or whether a town can stretch its budget to cover other needs.

In December 2020, the state launched Maine Won’t Wait, its first climate action plan. It set ambitious targets: 80% renewable electricity by 2030 and 100% by 2050. Just three years later, state leaders doubled down, moving the 100% clean energy goal forward a full decade, to 2040. The message was clear—clean, affordable energy is essential not only for climate goals, but also for economic security and resilience.

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The results are already visible. By 2024, Maine reported:

• 55% renewable electricity production

• Over 100,000 heat pumps installed in homes and businesses

• More than 15,000 jobs in the clean energy sector.

These numbers tell stories. Heat pumps mean warmer homes and lower bills in the winter. Jobs in solar, wind, and efficiency mean new career paths for Maine workers. And more renewable power means less reliance on volatile fossil fuel markets.

In January 2025, the Governor’s Energy Office released the Maine Energy Plan, a roadmap for the years ahead. Around the same time, the Legislature passed LD 1270, creating the new Department of Energy Resources, a cabinet-level agency to oversee energy policy and coordinate efforts across state government.

This move reflects a recognition that energy is no longer just a utility issue—it is an economic, environmental, and community priority that needs strong leadership.

The 2025 Maine Energy Plan lays out five core objectives:

• deliver affordable energy for Maine people and businesses

• ensure systems are reliable and resilient against storms and disruptions

• responsibly advance clean energy like solar, wind, and offshore projects

• deploy efficient technologies to lower costs

• expand clean energy careers and support innovation

Still, the transition is not without challenges. Transmission bottlenecks slow down renewable projects connecting to the grid. Communities wrestle with siting decisions, balancing the need for new projects with protecting heritage landscapes, working waterfronts, and “The way life should be.”

As more households adopt electric vehicles and heat pumps, demand on the grid grows, making investments in modernization and resilience even more urgent.

However, we all know Mainers have never shied away from hard work.

From lobstermen testing hybrid and electric boats, to homeowners insulating drafty farmhouses, to students

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training for jobs in clean energy, the state’s people are already adapting.

The path forward will require collaboration across all sectors, a role Island Institute continuously plays with complicated community issues. It will require state agencies, municipalities, utilities, and community leaders to invest in resilient infrastructure that is community informed, ensuring that clean energy does not just arrive, but arrives in a way that lowers costs and improves quality of life.

A stronger, cleaner, more affordable energy future for Maine is not a distant vision—it is already taking shape. And if the progress to date is any sign, Mainers are ready to lead the way.

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Study examined tuna’s new food source

The decline of herring stocks prompted inquiry

Maine’s coastal communities have been hooked on the Atlantic bluefin tuna since at least the late 1880s—first as bycatch, until the 1930s, when the fish became a prized target in fishing tournaments. Through the subsequent decades, bluefin tuna have and continue to support working waterfronts in Maine and beyond.

Despite a decline in prices, a single bluefin tuna can land over $10,000, and in 2024 alone, the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration reported that commercial and recreational landings exceeded 3.5 million pounds, fueling a range of economic activities from food markets to boat building and gear sales.

Sammi Nadeau, the lab manager at UMaine’s Pelagic Fisheries Lab, conducted a study recently published in the journal Marine Ecology Progress Series that illustrated a shift in the tuna’s diet and described the role of foraging in the tuna’s lifecycle.

“You can imagine that those migrations from across the ocean and things like reproduction are extremely energetically demanding,” said Nadeau, “So

being able to get a really good meal, fill back up, and get ready to go back across the ocean is important to fulfill their life history.”

Prior studies dating back to the 1980s found that Atlantic bluefin tuna in the Gulf of Maine primarily feed on Atlantic herring. In recent years, though, the Atlantic herring stock in the Gulf of Maine experienced a population decline and hit historic lows.

Understanding the role Atlantic herring have historically played in tuna diet, researchers, resource managers, and those working in the fishery were prompted to ask how tuna were filling this new gap.

Nadeau and the Pelagic Fisheries Lab, led by associate professor Walt Golet in the UMaine School of Marine Sciences, teamed up with partners in fishing tournaments and commercial fishing operations in 2018 and 2019 to secure tuna stomachs, which were later filtered for their contents.

The goal was to identify everything in the stomach, determining exactly what species were present. This can be a lengthy process, with researchers identifying what they can visually before sending what cannot be identified off for genetic testing, which can take months.

Researchers observed a large shift in tuna diet away from herring towards menhaden, another fatty pelagic fish, sometimes called pogies or bunker. Additionally, they found that Northern shortfin squid were among the primary prey species tuna consumed in 2018 and 2019. While Nadeau and the other researchers expected to find a declined role for herring, they were surprised by how large a role menhaden played, taking over as a primary prey species.

Menhaden already has a commercial role in fish oils. Now as a food source for an important predator, populations will have a larger burden placed on them. Diet and foraging ecology research ensures marine resource managers have the information necessary to create commercial limits and reduce burdens on fish populations when needed. Additionally, this information helps researchers understand Atlantic bluefin tuna as a species that migrates thousands of miles each year, visiting a diverse range of environments.

The study also quantified how “energetics”—the energy that food sources

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provide to the tuna—were affected by these dietary shifts. Once the stomach contents were identified, it was possible to find fish from those species and find out just how energetically rich each prey item was.

To conduct this work, researchers use a tool called a bomb calorimeter, which tests a sample by burning it in a sealed container surrounded by water and measuring the change in temperature to see the energy released by the reaction. By and large, researchers believe that menhaden and Atlantic herring share a similar energetic profile, which in addition to the other prey, enables the tuna to migrate and reproduce.

Along with Nadeau and Golet, the study was co-authored by Maine Sea Grant Director Gayle Zydlewski and John Carlucci, a quantitative fisheries scientist and member of the Pelagic Fisheries Lab. This work was made possible with help from the Atlantic Bluefin Tuna Association, the Scanlan Family Foundation, and the fishermen who have collaborated with the project.

Casco Bay Island Transit District, also known as Casco Bay Lines, announced the appointment of Ben Dinsmore as its general manager and chief executive officer. A seasoned maritime professional with over 25 years of global experience, Dinsmore brings deep operational expertise, strategic leadership, and a personal understanding of Maine’s island communities. Raised on Maine’s coast and the son of a Maine State Ferry Service captain, Dinsmore has captained large commercial vessels, overseen new vessel construction, and held senior roles overseeing marine operations in both offshore oil & gas and renewable energy sectors. He also previously owned R.E. Thomas Marine Hardware, a Downeast Maine-based engineering company that manufactures marine driveline components for a variety of vessels.

Walt Golet, left, and Kay Zipp capture, tag, and release Atlantic bluefin tuna in the Gulf of Maine for research in August 2023. PHOTO: COURTESY UNIVERSITY OF MAINE

Reflections on divides, as island summer wanes

A community is healthy, but conflict rules country

THE BIRDS IN our front yard take turns at the two feeders—a yellow finch, a chick-a-dee, a cardinal, sometimes a bluebird. I watch the elegant dance of two whirling hummingbirds who return each day to suck the sugar water hanging off a feeder on the front porch column.

We humans also share on the island: our fresh grown tomatoes, our zucchini, books we’ve just finished, a power tool, clipped blossoms from a deep blue hydrangea bush. We make potluck meals with friends, share music at the VFW on the hill, bring in guest speakers to expand our horizons.

And each night we fall asleep peacefully to the ringing of the bell buoys in Hussey Sound and the slapping of the waves on the sandy beaches.

Several hundred people live together year-round. This number grows to close to 1,200 when unheated cottages fill up during the warmer months from May to October. We all come to Long Island in Casco Bay with different histories, different politics, different skill sets; and yet, we find a way to work together, year-rounders and summer people, to support a rich island life.

We share photos of stunning sunsets and sunrises on Facebook. We participate in town meetings to find ways to promote workforce housing, to preserve a working waterfront, to support a vibrant small library, to keep the small elementary school open with the dwindling student population (only four students this fall).

Road races, sandcastle contests, Fourth of July parades, Bake House Trivia evenings, and morning coffee at the Boat House Store bring us together to share our stories.

Each day the angst and noise of our troubled country worry me, and I grow afraid of tomorrow for my children and grandchildren, for our communities, for our democracy. I feel as tense and uncertain as I did during the pandemic just five years ago.

I wonder how we will climb out of this chaos and stop the bitter, ugly fighting of our political leaders. I have already lost one old friend over differences of opinion during this past year, and it makes us both feel sad.

Daily I walk around the island to calm my mind, to try to understand the divide in our nation. Why does community seem possible to build on a small island but not nationally?

Each time I walk, I find peace in the sight of a blue heron, a small turtle on a lily pad, an osprey couple caring for their young in a nest built high on an abandoned wharf piling.

Today on my walk the island schoolchildren and their teacher invited my friend and me to join their morning meeting as they gathered on the lawn of the playground. Each child gave a thumbs up or down about the morning mood and shared one weekend adventure.

I found it easy to share my own positive thoughts. I joined them in saying aloud the pledge of allegiance to the American flag hanging on a pole outside the small schoolhouse, not remembering the last time I pledged “liberty and justice for all.”

Machias photo ID

To the editor:

I am writing about the historical photo of Machias in the June/July issue. Although I no longer live in Machias, I did grow up on Water Street, but much farther up. The photo shows the lower part off Water Street approaching an intersection which leads to the bridge and the entrance to downtown.

At the top center of the photo is the Burnham Tavern, peeking out between a tree and the larger dark building (now gone). Directly in front of the Burnham Tavern is a building (Crane’s Garage then) which, when I was growing up, was a beauty parlor, then a dwelling place, and later a gift shop called The Sow’s Ear.

I think the buildings on either side may be gone now. The white building on the right rear is either

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One young boy suggested that we sing “Yankee Doodle Dandy” before returning to the classroom, and I joined in. The children’s laughter and bright Monday morning smiles assured me that we will survive.

On this small, independent island, it is possible to listen to one another and to work together to find solutions to community challenges. Of course, it’s not always easy (an offensive political sign, a thoughtless word at a public hearing, a misunderstanding with a neighbor), but for the most part people know and care for one another and want to work together to improve our island way of living.

It is easier to dismiss someone who disagrees with us if he or she lives thousands of miles away or talks to us through a television screen. It’s harder to grow angry with a neighbor whom you’ll see again on the morning ferry or at the island store when you need more milk.

I haven’t found complete relief from my fears about our world falling apart, but during the months I live on Long Island from late spring through summer to early fall, my faith grows that we Americans can find a better way to talk about our differences and to live together in harmony. We can listen carefully to our neighbors, step up to become involved in community problem solving, and walk often so we can to learn from our natural surroundings about how to grow and how to let go and how to find faith in tomorrow.

Candice Dale taught humanities at St. Paul’s School in Concord, N.H. for 29 years. In 1988, her family bought a cottage on Long Island where they enjoy summers. She now lives in South Portland.

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Hope for a safer fishery

Nonprofit formed in wake of tragedy

Liz Michaud has one hope for the fishermen of Maine—that they all return home to their families.

Michaud is the founder of Green and White Hope, a nonprofit organization improving safety for commercial fishermen. She started the organization following the death of her nephew, Tylar Michaud, in July 2023. Tylar had been lobstering alone off of Petit Manan when he was lost at sea. The family had celebrated his 18th birthday just one month earlier.

“He was missing at first, and I tried to keep the hope,” Liz Michaud says. “I thought, maybe he’s on an island with some of his friends. But it didn’t turn out that way.”

Fishing Partnership Support Services, McMillian Offshore Survival Training, the Maine Lobstermen’s Association, and the Maine Department of Marine Resources.

“Green and White Hope is really about amplifying the work other people are doing and establishing a coalition for commercial fishing safety in support of that community,” Michaud says.

The fatality rate for fishermen was more than 40 times the national average in 2019.

Michaud launched Green and White Hope, named for the colors of Tylar’s buoys, in April 2025. The organization aims to “honor those lost by learning lessons from their passing, identifying gaps in knowledge, process, or technology that may have helped, and then partnering with subject matter experts to deliver solutions back to the industry,” Michaud says.

They work in several key areas— education and training, technology and equipment, and rescue and recovery.

Partners are critical to the organization’s approach. They work alongside many organizations involved in fishermen’s safety and well-being, including

Monique Coombs, director of community programs for the Maine Coast Fishermen’s Association, partners with Michaud on safety and wellbeing programs for fishermen. Coombs is a fisherman’s wife and the mother of fishermen. She says promoting holistic well-being for fishermen helps keep them safe at sea.

“If you’re fatigued, or pissed off, or have an overuse injury—even if you’re doing everything you can, there can still be slip-ups,” she says.

Commercial fishing is a notoriously dangerous occupation. The fatality rate for fishermen was more than 40 times the national average in 2019, according to the National Institute for Occupational Safety and Health.

While commercial fishing is dangerous on the whole, certain activities can raise or lower the risk. A 2010 report from the Center for Disease Control showed more than half of the fishermen who died after falling overboard were fishing alone, and none of them were wearing

a personal flotation device (commonly known as a life jacket).

Green and White Hope and their partners address this issue by expanding training related to fishing alone and by promoting the use of life jackets, providing free or discounted life jackets to fishermen, and improving life jacket design.

Life jackets have not always been well-suited for commercial fishing. Thirty years ago, life jackets were cumbersome to wear. Their long straps could get caught in gear, and their bulky fit could restrict movement. In some cases, Michaud says, fishermen felt they caused more harm than good.

In 2025, however, life jacket technology has advanced considerably— from life jackets with very slim profiles, to jackets embedded into the bibs fishermen already wear, to jackets that auto inflate when submerged in water.

Coombs’ son wears a waterproof oilskin coat with flotation woven into the material.

Regardless of the type, “the best personal flotation device is the one you’ll wear,” Coombs says. “That little bit of

support if there is a fall overboard can really make a difference in your safety.”

Green and White Hope has also worked to honor commercial fishermen by helping establish Maine Commercial Fishing Remembrance Day. Michaud and Coombs joined Gov. Janet Mills, Department of Marine Resources Commissioner Carl Wilson, and several other leaders on July 21 for a ceremony in Lubec to honor the first annual Day of Remembrance.

Though the day also marks the two-year anniversary of Tylar’s disappearance, Michaud says it should not be centered on Tylar. “It’s bigger than that,” she says.

Instead, it’s about honoring “the fishermen who have risked everything to put food on our table,” and centering hope for avoiding future tragedies.

The word “hope” is critical, Michaud says. Across the many organizations she has partnered with, “hope is a word that is used quite a lot, because there’s been so much sadness,” she says. “We have to transition towards working on things that bring people home. That’s what gives us hope.”

From left: Rik Michaud, Ron Michaud (Tylar’s father), Adam Albina, Mary Albina, Liz Michaud, Jeff Maker, and Joyce Maker. PHOTO: COURTESY LIZ MICHAUD
Liz Michaud speaks at the fishermen’s memorial in Lubec.

App tracks coastal change, flooding

crowdsources storm damage, tides

Anyone living near the ocean knows the coastline changes often with the tides and the seasons, and that it can be difficult to keep track of the coast’s “normal” appearance. With climate change, it becomes even more difficult to distinguish between the normal historical flux of the coast and a fundamental reshaping.

Institute’svalues align with a changing world

HopefulPersistence:

IMPORTANT every now and organization to test its process reinvigorates how an organization important as what it does. team members in fundamentals of the mission. It values are more than wall; they are meant to are muscles we need to build.toshareIslandInstitute’s with readers of TheWorking They are the result of deep about Island Institute’s we engage with communiwe navigate a complex and changingworld,andwhywe work in Maine. organizations may share fundamental values, like respect, integrity, and accountability, we have worked to identify those characteristhat make us unique among our (or,infact,ourpiers).

MyCoast is a digital platform that helps people document coastline changes. Coastal residents and visitors who download the app can upload photos that provide crowdsourced evidence of storm damage, coastal debris, extreme high tides, and beach erosion along the U.S. coast. Some 17,000 users have submitted 58,000 photos and generated 39,000 reports of coastal change, flooding, or debris.

MyCoast also has partnered with seven states, the U.S. Virgin Islands, and a Connecticut community on specific coastline documentation projects. In New England, the platform is currently working with the states of Massachusetts and Rhode Island to document storm damage, coastline adaptation, and flood hazards.

We are reliable, nimble, and relentless with a bold vision for Maine’s future. We move forward enthusiastically in the face of changes. Connection to Place: We appreciate the value and the beauty of the natural resourcesuniquetowhereweworkand live.Weapproachchallengescreatively whilerespectinghistoryandculture.

“hopefulpersistence.”

of exceptionally high tides in Bar Harbor and Portland.

The platform was co-created by Wes Shaw, a coastal hazard policy expert, and Chris Rae, a programmer. They say that enlisting citizens to document damage after a storm or flood multiplies the abilities of officials to document damage.

Authentic Collaboration: We are present, engaged, and build long-term connections to foster trust and deeper understanding. We respect different perspectivesandadaptbasedoninput.

Currently, MyCoast doesn’t have a formal partnership with Maine, but individual users have uploaded reports

culture is secure rock bound from the sea up

In Bristol, R. I., for example, a search of photos shows how high tide can creep dangerously close to a shoreline road, and then how that same road can be strewn with rocks from flood damage.

I am old enough to remember when the acronym VUCA became a common term in the policy and organizationalleadershipworlds.Volatility, uncertainty, complexity, and ambiguity. VUCA described a world that seemed at the time unpredictable and opaque with entangled and complicated parts. This was the world of the famous “unknown unknowns.” It is not unlike today, where the unknown certainly seems to overshadow the known. Will the intensity of last January’s storms revisit us, and ifso,when?Whatdynamicswillshape

Clarity of Purpose: We work where community needs align with our mission. We focus our efforts where we add the most value.

On MyCoast’s Massachusetts page, there are photos of the streets of Salisbury awash with flooding, as well as efforts to prop up a Salisbury beach house. Such photos can help communities and state agencies provide

grounded. We know that hope, when linkedtogoalsandwillpower,isnotapiein-the-sky feeling. It is a framework that allowsustoplanforabettertomorrow.

evidence of the effects of flooding and erosion which can prove useful when competing for funding for coastal adaptation projects, they said.

Another value of the platform, Rae said, is that it gives people a tangible way to interact with the effects of climate change along the coastline.

FromthefirstdayIsteppedintothis role, I have never wavered in my hope that Maine’s coastal communities will chart their own future. I alluded to this two years ago in this column where I wrote, “even in the most challengingtimes,we’veseeningenuityprevail.”

“Quite a few of the projects that people are running on MyCoast are as much about getting people interested in being involved in this, keeping track of this, and caring about it as they are about collecting data for science,” Rae said.

Maine’s critically important fishing industry and the jobs that rely on it?

Can small rural, coastal towns hold fast against eroding infrastructure and the soaring cost of housing? What is lurkingoutsideofourlineofsight?

Such crowdsourcing may also offer an early-warning system for invasive species.

Our newest value, “hopeful persistence,” captures that ingenuity and compels us to be reliable, nimble, relentless, and, yes, enthusiastic in the face of change. Hope tethered to pragmatic solutions has never failed us, and persistence in the face of so many hurdlesisouronlypathforward.

specialized training to monitor for European green crab in Puget Sound; the crabs already are being seen on Washington’s outer coast. These crabs outcompete native crabs while also destroying seagrass and shellfish beds.

To look for the crab, trained MyCoast users look for and measure empty molting crab shells. Shaw was pleasantly surprised by the enthusiasm of area residents to hunt for the invasive species and said that the reports provide valuable insight for the state.

For those of you who know Island Institute well, I hope you can see the heart of our work in the values below.

Resourcefulness: We solve real world problems with practical solutions and an innovation mindset. We allocate and manage the financial and human resources entrusted to us with thoughtfulnessandintegrity.

There is no one right way to approach such overwhelming uncertainty. For us, hope and perseverance provide much needed purchase on this shifting ground.

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THEY SAY DAILY journalism is history’s first draft. The idea is that impact and context often take time to emerge,andsotrulyunderstandingwhat happenedisn’tpossibleinthemoment.

of every Island Journal, from the first editionin1984throughtheearly2000s when the content began to appear online, and scan them at our office.

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So what draft of our coastal and island history is contained in Island Island Institute’s annual publication, whose first edition was publishedin1984?

A few years ago, I received an email from Robin Alden, co-founder of what is now the Maine Center for Coastal Fisheries in Stonington and a former commissioner of the Department of MarineResources.Shewaslookingfor a story she remembered from a longagoeditionofIsland Journal.

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I think we then spoke by phone and when I told her we didn’t have most of the Journals indigitalform,shegently scolded me, noting that the publication contained important history about our communities and should be more accessible. She was right. And that prodded me toaction,howeverslowly.

In Washington, for example, some MyCoast users opted in to receive

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“We have a large number of reports, a surprising number of reports for something so technical,” Shaw said. “There’s no remote sensing way to do this very easily. You need people out looking.”

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spy it. Many a Saturday morning, I’d sit with a cup of coffee and immerse myselfintheseoffshoreworlds.

And those stories did transport me to what was, especially then, a different world.PeterRalston’sphotosrendereda spare, sometimes mono chromatic scene that matched the struggles of an endangered way of life explainedinthetext.

storiesOurJackSullivan,whosephotosand began appearing in the Journal in recent years, took over integrating those scanned pages with our website. It was a slow, arduous process, but all those stories and photos are now saved as PDFs and available to view on our website: islandinstitute.org/stories/ island-journal/. When I arrived at the Institute 12 years ago, I was excited about having my writing appear in of the Journal. What a privilege, to have my work presented in such an esteemed publication, accompanied by such beautiful photography. Going back farther, I remember, as editor of the weekly newspaper in Belfast in the late 1980s and early 1990s, Island Journal would appear in themaileachyearandIratherselfishly took it home before anyone else could

Ideally, you should be able to pick up an Island Journal from 15 years ago and still find something interesting to read.

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cation,Onthe20thanniversaryofthepubli the editors noted that Journal had shaped the organization. It was a daring venture, they admitted, with half the Institute’s annual budget devoted to the first edition.

Rob Snyder, a former Institutepresident,would say Island Journal aimed to capture island life and culture. Culture, he would explain, was not what artists and writers were up to (though it’s included in the publication), but, having an anthropological background, he meant the Journal was immersed in what made island life different from that on the mainland. Ideally, you should be able to pick up an Island Journal from 15 years ago andfindsomethinginterestingtoread.

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Out of their shells

Downeast Institute in Beals celebrates clams

Downeast Institute, a nonprofit in Beals dedicated to marine research and education and focused on commercially important shellfish for stock enhancement and aquaculture development, hosted its annual Shellfish Field Day on Aug. 9. Visitors toured the hatchery and labs, sampled seafood, took rides on R/V Susan, and participated in a clamshell “flying” competition. Downeast Institute is now the field station for marine programs at the University of Maine at Machias.

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An island patriarch is laid to rest

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Lunt’s legacy remembered on Frenchboro

On July 16, a beautiful sunny island day, over 100 family members and guests assembled at the edge of Lunt Harbor, Frenchboro, to celebrate the life of an island patriarch, David Lunt (1938-2025).

The state ferry brought many of the guests from the mainland, the Maine Seacoast Mission’s Sunbeam brought additional guests, while Lunt family lobster boats transported those members of the family now living ashore.

I arrived by outboard from Burnt Coat Harbor on Swan’s Island where Peter Ralston and I had been detained the previous evening by a diesel engine failure.

Over 100 guests assembled on the steep-sided western shore of the harbor overlooking the Frenchboro Church, schoolhouse, and library, the community institutions that anchor this small island in the sea. David Lunt’s sons and grandchildren seated around the gravesite brought to mind Peter Ralson’s stirring photograph of David’s father, Dick Lunt with his hand on Dick’s great grandson, Nate, who had his hands solidly around a large codfish.

Dean Lunt, David’s youngest son, presided over the solemn event, with spiritual comfort provided by the Maine Seacoast Mission pastor who arrived on the Sunbeam. Following the committal in the small cemetery that the Lunt family had donated to the town, guests boarded a solemn procession of lobster boats out of the harbor into a lifting fog to assemble off the western shores of Frenchboro to scatter the remainder of David’s ashes, fittingly in the sea.

I served on the Board of the Frenchboro Future Development  Committee chaired by David, which successfully applied for and received funding from the Maine State Housing Commission for a large grant to construct the first seven new houses, including one for the island school teacher, and also repair deteriorated and decrepit docks along the waterfront and patch the roofs of community buildings including the church and school.

The 50-acre parcel for the new houses on the east side of the harbor had been donated by the Rockefeller family as an area where the year-round fishing community could expand.

David Lunt, never one to mince words, explained that the community wanted to attract young families “We need young breeders,” was how he put it.

The Frenchboro community building plan was such a compelling story it got picked up in the press and soon became national news, including a front-page story in the National Enquirer, “Come Live With Us on Fantasy Island!” Within the three-month application period, there were over 3,000 applications that flooded in from all over the country.

MIDDLE: The Frenchboro School, students, and teachers. PHOTO:

TOP: An on-the-water gathering to honor the memory of David Lunt.

David was really the engineer driving the selection process to identify the new islanders and new neighbors. He had a keen eye for those families who could make it in the fishing industry, which was and is the economic backbone of the year-round community.

Rather suddenly, Frenchboro’s one-room schoolhouse would go from one student to about a dozen and with David’s exceptional leadership, a new chapter in Frenchboro’s long and tenacious history had begun.

This moment, in 1998, was captured by Peter Ralston’s memorable photograph of a dozen young school children on the Frenchboro schoolhouse porch.

Next school year, Frenchboro’s schoolhouse will be closed, as most of the island’s children will be going to school on Mount Desert Island, where they

benefit from a larger number of school friends and activities—including sports. Nevertheless, there are a number of younger children on the way, including from one of David Lunt’s grandsons, Joe, who is now Frenchboro’s head selectman.

The tides on Maine islands do not just go out, they also return. Looking out over Lunt Harbor on this momentous occasion, I am struck by the sight of over a dozen lobster boats with Frenchboro as a hailing port, bigger, better-rigged and more prosperous than I can remember seeing their fleet in years. As long as the Gulf of Maine continues to produce marine life, island communities such as Frenchboro will have a future.

Philip Conkling is the founder of Island Institute, along with Peter Ralston.

BOTTOM: Four generations of Lunts gather at Lunt Harbor in the summer of 2023. From left, Joseph W. Lunt (37), David L. Lunt (86), Hezekiah D. Lunt (2), and David W. Lunt (65). PHOTO: JACK SULLIVAN
PETER RALSTON

An island lifeline at 50

Chebeague Transportation Co. provides 11 daily trips

On April 15, 1975, The Chebeague Transportation Company (CTC) carried its first passengers on the 1.7-mile ride between Chebeague and Cousins islands.

Over the next half-century, the company has fulfilled its original mission of providing safe and reliable year-round service to residents and visitors to the unabridged island in Casco Bay.

To celebrate this milestone, Chebeaguers gathered on July 19 for a birthday party and to watch the new documentary, Lifeline of an Island, chronicling the role CTC has played in the community.

Today, CTC transports more than 140,000 passengers annually, owns two ferries, operates a barging service, manages two parking lots, and maintains a fleet of shuttle buses. The company handles 90% of all travel to and from the island. (Casco Bay Lines also serves Chebeague.)

“I just can’t imagine the island without a CTC,” says Carol Sabasteanski, who was named the first general manager of the company, retiring in 2020. “It is its lifeline.”

CTC operates 4,000 regularly scheduled trips a year. In addition to transporting islanders, off-island workers, summer residents, visitors and school students, CTC also provides 24-hour emergency service, working closely with Chebeague’s volunteer rescue squad.

“The most critical part of CTC is the rescue,” says George “Cap” Leonard, one of the founders of the CTC and a former board member. “It is the principal lifeline of Chebeague Island.”

CTC crews are on duty 24/7 to respond to emergencies, transporting the sick and injured to Cousins Island. Additionally, CTC transports law enforcement personnel to the island as needed.

The importance of ferry access goes beyond emergencies. It is a vital connection that sustains the yearround community, which numbers about 400 people. With 11 regularly scheduled trips daily, the CTC ferry is the “bridge” to the mainland, enabling islanders to commute to work, shop, and manage other necessities.

“Boat access is essential,” says Donna Damon, a Chebeague native and island historian. “If we didn’t have safe, reliable service, this island would become a summer place.”

This is particularly important for island families with children, she continues. “It is very important for kids to have access to the mainland,” to be able to participate in after-school activities, sports, “to be part of the bigger world.”

Leonard and Damon both credit CTC for being responsive to community input. “CTC is part of the fabric of the members of this community,” according

to Leonard. As an independent transit company, it is able to respond to needs as they change.

Established in 1971 as a for-profit company, CTC’s shareholders (eventually numbering 2,500 people) always insisted that any profits be plowed back into the operation to sustain it financially. CTC converted to nonprofit status in 2014.

The company currently employs 27 people, eight of them full-time, including boat captains, deckhands, bus drivers, and parking lot attendants. CTCs primary ferry is the 52-foot-long, steel-hulled Independence, built by Washburn & Doughty of East Boothbay and launched in 2019. The $1.2-million vessel replaced CTC’s 35-year-old ferry, the Islander, which now serves as the company’s backup vessel.

At the time, the Islander, also built by Washburn & Doughty, had logged 408,000 miles, almost all on the 15-minute trip between Chebeague and Cousins islands. Beyond its practical role and daily transportation duties, the ferry also doubles as a popular gathering place for passengers. While the ferry ride is a fact of life for long-time islanders, it provides the opportunity to catch up with friends, finish a grocery list, or to just relax.

It is also a source of some good stories. Long-time CTC deckhand Kim Munroe has a wealth of them. Including one about the forgotten child.

“Someone forgot their daughter at Cousins Island, sleeping in the freight shed [on the wharf],” recounts

Munroe. “It was the last boat of the evening. We got halfway across, and all of the sudden the mother is like, ‘Oh my God, my daughter’s sleeping in the shed!’ So, we turned around and got her. She was very mad at her mother.”

And there was the first-time traveler who arrived on Chebeague at high tide, returning the next morning, demanding to know what Munroe had “done with all the water.”

In 2013, shortly after moving with his family to Chebeague, Matt Ridgway was hired as a CTC ferry captain.

“To have an opportunity to work within the community, on board the ferry, with what I thought— and still think—is one of the most important jobs to support this community, was just a great opportunity.” In 2020, Ridgway was named general manager. “Our mission is to support the community by providing safe and reliable transportation,” says Ridgway. “That’s really our sole purpose, to support the community by doing what we know how to do and what we’re good at.”

The documentary Lifeline of An Island can be viewed on CTC’s website: www.ctcferry.org/50years

Laura Hamilton, a native of Chebeague, is a University of Southern Maine graduate and was videographer for Lifeline of an Island.

TOP: Celebrating the launch of the Independence.
BOTTOM: Filmmaker Laura Hamilton interviews Capt. Matt Ridgway general manager of the Chebeague Transportation Co.
PHOTO: SUSAN STRANAHAN

In the 19th century, Plymouth, Mass. was home to a famous factory that produced much of the world’s rope and twine for ship rigging. Now, in the same factory space, a company is seeking to revolutionize ship maintenance through robotics.

At the Cordage Commerce Center, Greensea IQ manufactures robots which can autonomously clean much of a ship’s hull while the ship is submerged. The company provides the robot service to help ships regularly clean microorganisms, plants, and algae that accumulate on a ship’s surface.

The service currently is available in more than a dozen ports, including in New York, Quebec, and Virginia, and the company hopes to expand its presence on the eastern seaboard.

Shipowners have long sought new ways to combat the accumulation of organic material, or biofoul, on boat hulls. This accumulation can lead to corrosion, and it can slow down boats, leading to decreased fuel efficiency.

Traditionally, boat owners have needed to either pull their boats from the water for a cleaning or hire divers to clean boat hulls. In recent years, however, companies have been attempting to develop cleaning robots.

Early versions of these robots relied on detailed maps of the boats

to clean, or required humans to steer them, according to Dawn D’Angelillo, Greensea IQ’s director of marketing.

“There’s been people trying to solve the problem over time, and where they’ve kind of gotten hung up is navigating the ship hull,” D’Angelillo said.

In 2017, the United States Navy launched a new round of an initiative that encourages small businesses to develop commercial tools that may also help the Navy solve problems. For this initiative, Greensea IQ engineers and researchers with the Florida Institute of Technology developed the robotic technology the company now is using to clean ships.

Instead of relying on GPS technology, which often cuts out underwater, they designed the robot to use several sensors to constantly calculate a dead reckoning of its position in relation to its surroundings. It’s a similar process to what sailors used to find their position before GPS or radar technology, but the robot does it much more rapidly, D’Angelillo said.

“As the crawler moves along the ship, it will know where it is in space without having to use a map or have eyes on it or anything,” she said.

The robot uses motors to create a suction to stay within cleaning distance of the ship hull as brushes clean it. The robot can clean most of the ship, but divers may be needed to supplement the labor on irregular parts of the boat,

like propellers and ship grates. The robot also inspects the boat hull as it goes, and the data it gathers can be compiled into a report of hull health.

D’Angelillo says Greensea IQ has several cruise boats as clients. The company is one of several companies competing in the robotic boat-cleaning service space. The Australian company Hullbot, for example, has partnered with the ferry line FRS Clipper to clean a fleet of vessels in the Seattle area.

In the Plymouth facility, Greensea IQ also manufactures a robot which can navigate beaches and shallow ocean terrains in the tidal surf zone. Greensea IQ acquired the technology for this robot when it acquired another company, C-2 Innovations Inc., in 2022.

The semi-autonomous rover vehicle can be used for research, monitoring, and military purposes. Both robots use an integrated sensor platform developed by Greensea IQ and other researchers. This platform, called OPENSEA, helps various oceanic sensors “talk” to each other. Without an open platform, many sensors often require their own independent computing systems to operate, which can add to the weight and complexity of the robots. As marine remotely operated vehicles (ROVs) carry out more complex missions for aquatic research, they have become more bulky with each new sensor.

For example, the weight of Jason, one of the ROVs used by the Woods Hole Oceanographic Institution (WHOI), has ballooned from 6,000 pounds to over 10,000 pounds during its time in use, said Andrew. D. Bowen, a lead WHOI engineer, in Oceans, the institution’s publication.

WHOI and Greensea IQ have partnered to use the company’s OPENSEA platform to help in the development of two new medium-sized ROVs that will weigh much less thanks to sensor integration. Construction on the smaller ROVs began in the fall of 2024.

This new generation of ROVs will give ocean researchers more options for their remotely operated dives, said Bowen.

“We don’t always need the heavylifting capability of Jason, so the medium-sized ROVs will give the community more options,” Bowen said.

Greensea IQ employs about 45 to 50 employees in its Plymouth facility, said D’Angelillo. In 2024, the company was presented with an Blue Future Anchor Institution award by the Plymouth Foundation, a nonprofit dedicated to community and economic development in the town and area.

Stephen Cole, executive director of The Plymouth Foundation, said in a statement that the company’s work enhances the local economy and “places Plymouth at the forefront of technological innovation in the blue economy.”

Marine museum celebrates the humble sardine

Music, food at free Oct. 4 event in Searsport

The Penobscot Marine Museum invites the community to SardineFest 2025—a free, all-day celebration of Maine’s rich sardine industry history—on Saturday, Oct. 4, 10 a.m. to 5 p.m in downtown Searsport. SardineFest has been generously sponsored by Hamilton Marine.

Whether you’re a local, a history buff, or just looking for a fun fall outing, SardineFest offers a full day of live music, hands-on activities, tasty local food, and a chance to dive into one of Maine’s most iconic coastal industries.

Highlights include:

• live music by The Oystermen, Belfast Bay Fiddlers, and the Searsport Shores Jam Band

• a sea life touch tank from Herring Gut Coastal Science Center

• storytime with Carver Memorial Library

• sardine tastings for the adventurous eater

• family activities throughout the museum grounds—sponsored by Sprague Energy

• meet and greet with Rita Willey, a five-time sardine packing contest champion

• “Salty Tales,” real-life stories from those who lived the sardine life — sponsored by First National Bank

• demonstrations and Presentations about the sardine industry

SardineFest complements the museum’s latest exhibit, Sardineland, which explores the economic, social, and cultural impact of Maine’s sardine canneries and fisheries, once a major force along the coast. The festival brings those stories to life with music, flavor, and local voices.

You can find more information on SardineFest at penobscotmarinemuseum.org/sardinefest

Since 1936, Penobscot Marine Museum has been sharing an

ever-expanding collection of stories and histories from Maine’s coastal communities spanning centuries.

Located on Route 1 in Searsport, the museum has a campus of historical homes and buildings that display and share art, objects, photos, documents, and small boats.

In-person visitors explore Maine’s working waterfronts through handson exhibits, historical artifacts, fine art, and a research library. Online visitors

join lectures and workshops broadcast free to the public, and search historical databases of the museum’s collection, which contains more than 500,000 photos, objects, and documents.

All of the Penobscot Marine Museum offerings serve to spread the stories of the tightly-knit communities of Mainers whose lives and livelihoods have long been sustained on or by the sea. More information is available online at penobscotmarinemuseum.org.

guest column

Bike lanes and a bumpy transition

Boston-area conflict heats up over non-car options

I HEARD THE pop and hiss of the tire deflating before I turned around. The minivan slowed to a crawl. Its driver flipped on the hazard lights, walked around to the passenger side, and gave the damaged tire a pissed-off look as other drivers maneuvered awkwardly around the stopped car.

The driver had strayed too close to the curb and caught her wheel on the sharp edge, it seemed. Not terribly surprising, as the street had recently been narrowed to make way for what’s quickly becoming the third rail of local politics in my area—bike lanes. Somerville, Mass., where I live, is in the midst of building an 88-mile network of bike lanes. It will take decades to complete the network, but already residents are feeling the effects. For many residents— myself included—those effects are overwhelmingly good. I much prefer biking to driving, and it’s lovely to be able to do it without the threat of getting squashed.

But the space for bike lanes has to come from somewhere. Many drivers are loath to give it up, and I understand why when brushing up against a curb can mean a busted tire and a ruined day.

Drivers also argue that removing car lanes to create bike lanes increases congestion, as if the Boston area wasn’t hard enough to drive through already. And it’s not just cars that are taking the hit—businesses have reported losing substantial business when bike lanes take away nearby parking spots.

“Who’s gonna take their pizza home on a bicycle?” asked a restaurateur, as quoted in a Boston Magazine article.

The question comes with serious implications, and even entered Boston’s recent mayoral race. Candidate Josh Kraft earned applause from a crowd after saying he would pause construction of the bike lanes that incumbent Michelle Wu supports.

The controversy over bike lanes strikes me as emblematic of so many of the reasons why it’s hard for society to move from a so-so today to a better

Rita and Lanny Willey are shown packing sardines, circa 1990. Rita Willey, a fivetime winner of the World Championship Sardine Packing Contest, will greet visitors 1-4 p.m. and will autograph commemorative SardineFest postcards and tell tales of working at a sardine cannery.

tomorrow: Because the transition is often a bit bumpy, and humanity’s instinct is to retreat into the past when we don’t get the future right on the first try. Because some people lose out unfairly, and leaders aren’t always paying enough attention to compensate them. Because the majority has to cede a bit of its power to a minority, which humans seem to be programmed not to do. And because not every pizza place wants to pivot to serving calzones.

I don’t know how we work around these issues. Humanity has probably been battling them in one form or another for as long as societies have existed. But spring is here, and the weather is turning beautiful. My bike is ready to re-emerge after a long winter and I for one am happy to take a ride.

Saima Sidik is a science journalist who grew up in Lincolnville in coastal Waldo County and currently lives in Somerville, Mass. To follow her writing, subscribe to her newsletter at saimamay.com/newsletter.

CLOCKWISE FROM LEFT: This advertisement was created around 1960 by the Maine Sardine Council to encourage people to eat Maine sardines.
This packing table is a featured original artifact that is part of Penobscot Marine Museum’s Sardineland exhibit.

book reviews

Hotchkiss’ latest explores theme of isolation

Post-World War I era is island setting this time

On Harbor’s Edge, Book Two: 1914-1930s

On Harbor’s Edge, Book Two: 19141930s—a sequel to Kate Hotchkiss’ On Harbor’s Edge, Book One: 1912-1913 continues the story of Mildred Mae Hale, husband Thaddeus, their four children, and friends and relations in fictitious Hale Harbor on an island in Maine.

The book opens in August 1918 as news is delivered that the islander who joined American soldiers fighting in World War I in Europe is missing in action. Also, word comes of a pandemic spreading, referred to as “the Spanish flu.”

Relieved to feel safer by being on an island, the family plans to sustain itself while isolating, in part by relying more on seafood.

For those in the village of Hale Harbor, staying healthy also means avoiding travel, preventing the arrival of visitors, and wearing face coverings.

Those exposed to the virus or with symptoms isolate in a barn converted for that purpose. The residents are serious about avoiding any contact.

It reminded me of how, during the 2020 COVID outbreak, the town administrator on North Haven—Hotchkiss’ home—proclaimed the island off-limits to visitors, including those with seasonal homes. This was eventually revised.

COVID did find its way to Maine islands; residents themselves were traveling back and forth to the mainland and could have been the very ones to carry the virus.

In this volume, Mildred, one of the most anxious residents and an outspoken proponent urging great caution, makes a trip to the mainland, for reasons important enough to her to accept some risk. Hotchkiss throws a lot together as the story nears its conclusion, loose ends that no doubt will reappear in a sequel, including the state of Mildred and Thaddeus’s marriage, her sister-in-law’s

Mildred finds she enjoys listening as the women talk, seeing their conversation as knitting them together while their actual knitting created nets…

adoption of five orphaned children, the return of the missing soldier, and women’s efforts for the right to vote and equal opportunities in jobs and pay. (I imagine that family planning was not seen as important at that time, at least to women of Popplestone, intent as they were on boosting the number of island children and likely hoping to offset infant and child mortality.)

While Hotchkiss tells this story from a female perspective (as if based on journal entries by Mildred), men share many of the same concerns. They, too, are responsible citizens who care about community life.

But what we are most aware of from Mildred’s interactions is the depth of women’s sharing. Advice is offered; experience is passed along. Sometimes it isn’t verbal, but simply an extra pair of hands to help.

A travel writer’s hippie roots

A 1978 personal journal points to career

I’VE LONG BEEN a fan of Rick Steves, whose travel programs air regularly on PBS. My wife recently asked me why I liked him so much, and I had to think for a moment, and concluded it’s as much for what he doesn’t do as for what he does.

If I see a travel show about a place I know, too often I’m left aggravated at how the host has missed the essence of the place in favor of some active, colorful, made-for-TV moments.

As if everyone who visits Quebec City in winter rows a boat across the mostly frozen river. And everyone who visits Cape Cod takes an off-road vehicle across the beach. And Boston is all duck boats and Irish bars.

Steves has been described as the Mr. Rogers of travel programs, and if that’s accurate, On the Hippie Trail creates some clashing images. Steves did

indeed have longish hair and a beard in the book jacket photo, taken when he wrote this book in 1978. But then and now, he wouldn’t be confused for gonzo travel writer and TV personality Anthony Bourdain.

Steves has published dozens of travel guides, but On the Hippie Trail is actually a journal he kept in 1978, seeing the light of day for the first time this year. He explains that he unearthed it at home during the travel-less days of the pandemic.

The subtitle—Istanbul to Kathmandu and the Making of a Travel Writer—is accurate. Though he never intended to publish the journal, we witness a keen observer taking in landscapes and cultures that were fantastically exotic to a 23-year-old American.

Already at that tender age, Steves had been to Europe several times, and while tempted to take another summer visit there after graduating college, he writes of the Far East beckoning. And so, with his buddy Gene, he travels on the cheap—rickety buses and overcrowded trains—from eastern Europe through Turkey, Iran (just prior to the Islamic revolution), Afghanistan (just before the Soviet invasion), Pakistan, India, Kashmir, and finally, Nepal.

Cheap, yes, but as Americans, they live pretty well. They’re frugal at times, enduring cramped bus seats, and they even join fellow passengers in defying a driver who tries to shake them down as they cross the desert, but they splurge near the end for some decent accommodations in India.

Steves is aware of his privilege, but, as the introduction notes, he’s left in what today might be considered culturally insensitive thoughts.

In Iran, he writes: “We watched the English news which seems to be more of a daily reminder that instability reigns all over this corner of the earth. You can’t put a price tag on the value of being an American. I am spoiled.”

Spoiled, but not insensitive. What lifts the journal above the personal is the way he engages with others along the way, being inquisitive and often unsuspicious about motives. The reader is treated to surprisingly deep sketches of those he meets. Color photos taken along the way enhance the descriptions.

The writing is deft and expressive.

Wandering afield in Kashmir, Steves encounters “a cozy-looking dwelling made of stacked stones. Animal pelts hung on a tree outside, sleds leaned

When Mildred visited a different, unfamiliar village on Popplestone, she discovers a group of women gathered in chairs set in a circle outside. Mildred is invited to join and finds she enjoys listening as the women talk, seeing their conversation as knitting them together while their actual knitting created nets for deep sea fishing.

The supportive and friendly mood touched her, as if therapeutic.

She was reminded of how much of her island she has overlooked, and recalled Thaddeus speaking poorly of those residents, calling them “uppity,” and disagrees with that characterization. Thaddeus had given them short-shrift, and for what reason, she doesn’t know. Now she feels she has new friends.

Isolation on an island is a funny thing. During a pandemic, it might provide a sense of relative safety. Yet ideally, islanders recognize how much they have in common, and work together to the benefit of all.

Tina Cohen is a Massachusetts-based therapist who spends part of the year on Vinalhaven.

on the wall, quietly awaiting the first winter snowfall.”

He boldly introduces himself to children, who then invite him inside, where no trace of the 20th century is evident. “Nor the 19th or 18th. Really! The father was sleeping on leaves but woke up with a gleam in his eyes and a warm handshake.” The family was “totally detached from any outside influences, yet it seemed like a comfortable existence.”

Perhaps there is some irony lost on the young Steves as he carries a big dose of modernity into the hut, but his innocence and openness seem to genuinely win affection from those he meets.

One unintentional bit of humor in the journal comes when Steves writes about experimenting with hashish and cannabis for the first time, something he assiduously avoided in his college years. As he prepares to return home, he asserts that he can’t see using the substance again.

Today, Steves is an outspoken advocate for cannabis use, and he has served on the board of the National Organization for Reform of Marijuana Laws.

Tom Groening is editor of The Working Waterfront.

On the Hippie Trail
Rick Steves (2025), Avalon Travel
REVIEW BY TOM GROENING

Indigenous stories hit hard

Diverse collection from author of The Berry Pickers

Waiting for the Long Night Moon

READERS MAY recall a review here several months ago of Amanda Peters’ novel The Berry Pickers. Now comes her actual first book, but second to be published, Waiting for the Long Night Moon, a collection of short stories.

Peters lives in Nova Scotia, and has Mi’kmaq and settler ancestry. The Berry Pickers, set mostly in northern Maine in the 1960s, is the story of a girl who vanished from her Indigenous family one summer while working harvesting blueberries in Maine.

Waiting for the Long Night Moon is not linear; rather, the stories jump around, set in different times and settings, with characters of different ages and genders. Some are realistic and

‘Confessing’

contemporary, others hold elements of “magical realism,” and some are fables.

What both her books share is sadness, the effects of trauma, an awareness of the possibility (or even, expectation) of loss, and a pervasive sense of displacement.

This story collection comes with the author’s “trigger warning,” advising readers that they may be disturbed by issues including “racism, missing and murdered Indigenous women and girls, pregnancy loss, murder, physical abuse and drug abuse.”

But every story, despite painful realities, also references strengths in the Indigenous traditional life, and illustrates how ancient stories and remembrance of ancestors builds resilience, despite the life-crushing effects of systemic racism and forced and degrading cultural assimilation.

Two books by Morgan Talty, a member of the Penobscot Nation, have been reviewed here. His stories take place in Maine. Talty sometimes uses dark humor to point out many of the injustices Natives are expected to live with.

Peters is not of that approach, neither ironic nor cynical. Maybe that is why she has warned readers ahead that stories could have a negative emotional impact. If you have read Talty, read Peters, too, to gain a wider appreciation of Indigenous fiction with a Maine connection.

This story collection comes with the author’s “trigger warning,” advising readers that they may be disturbed by issues…

As Peters writes, “While some of the stories are heavy, there are stories of joy as well. I hope you can find a smile in them.” Indeed, there are a few stories here that produce a smile, or at least a feeling of equanimity, the ability to catch one’s breath.

a love for place

Poetry collection leans on the personal

The Ends: Poems by Christian Barter Littoral Books (2025)

REVIEW BY DANA

ONE OF THE principal strands of American poetry since World War II was at first called “confessional,” because some poets began disclosing their own lives and traumas in unprecedented ways. The level of personal detail got pretty grueling sometimes.

The material soon expanded into further themes, including race, class, gender, art, language, and nature, among others. But the emphasis on what those things mean personally remained.

The poems in Christian Barter’s most recent poetry collection, The Ends, derive mainly from strands of confessional poetry processed through the MFA programs of the past about 60 years.

The term “confessional” was first used of poets such as Robert Lowell and Anne Sexton, but it has long since been deemed inaccurate. It was quickly recognized that confessional poets are not usually confessing anything, but more accurately, using their own

private emotions, events, and relationships as the subject matter.

And this is the gist of The Ends.

The collection is presented in three sections. The first, “That In Black Ink,” comprises four wistful recollections of (apparently) the poet’s own growing-up years. “Elegy for Michael B.” is addressed to a high school friend who lived like a typical, rough, alienated, wild teenager and died young. Very personal stuff.

The second section, “The End,” magnifies the personal thread into 34 “sonnets” addressed mainly to “Mariah.” They cover from different angles and complications the speaker’s wistful longing for her to come live with him on Mount Desert Island, even though he seems aware this could easily be the worst idea he’s ever had.

I’m telling you all this because you may at some point come up here to live with me.

I’m asking you to. I’m writing you a letter.

I’m no longer interested in misdirection, fragmented narratives, deconstruction, lit-crit mantras that nothing means anything.

In these lines opens an emotional motif of the book: the futility he’s

feeling, after apparently years spent working the MFA poetry circuits, about writing poems that will be paid attention to. We begin to feel this is truly “confessional” poetry after all, as he doubts the value of what he’s done and repeatedly laments his inability to write anything at all.

There are a lot of clues about why Mariah seems hesitant to move in.

Barter’s longtime day job has been as a jack-of-all-trades for the National Park Service in Acadia, and most of the poems in the third section, “The Design Is Proof,” touch down there.

The main threads are poetry- and art-making and the coming ravages of climate change. As in the earlier sections, these thoughts are given in an air of wistfulness and futility.

He imagines Champlain sailing into Somes Sound for the first time, compares what the explorer saw to what park tourists see, and wonders with ambivalence if everybody feels the same religious awe he gets in the vistas.

“Derrida” reflects obliquely on the psychic schism he feels between his academic/poetic life and the earth and water of Acadia itself. The book’s most affecting moments involve his appreciation of the natural beauty there. The occasional poem “Acadia” chants, “May we trust what we feel when we are here.”

In “So Far” is one of the loveliest depictions of Maine autumn anywhere:

The following passage, I think, illustrates that lift, as Peters lovingly describes a character picking wild leeks:

“I find comfort in the silence of the forest floor as my footsteps land softly on fallen pine needles. I like the way the sun sneaks through the high branches, shaping a golden path on the ground. I see a patch of sunlight and the green of leeks rising out of the earth. The pine needles offer a soft resting place for my knees, and I use a small stone to dig around the base of the leek, taking the stalk and gently pulling it from its place.”

The time and detail lavished on the small act of foraging seem to reveal a reverence for nature. Is Peters suggesting sustenance is there in the environment, but one must make the effort to find that?

Tina Cohen is a Massachusetts-based therapist who spends part of the year on Vinalhaven.

... here we are in fall again, the oak trees dutifully unleaving, the dense trail blanketed and reeking of the life that was, fermenting so sweetly it almost smells like spring.

Beautiful. And it’s couched in the wistful acknowledgment that climate change is about to undo everything. Even the universalizing themes involving beauty and climate change are given intensely personally.

Stuffed among the Acadia-nature expressions is the poem “Reading Myself: after Robert Lowell,” which seems like an effort to sum up the many problematic life-threads that have beset the poet.

We don’t create the world we envision. We don’t become the world we’d like to see.

The writing that turned out the way I’d planned wasn’t poetry.

The Ends is a book that attendees of poetry workshops of recent decades will prize, I imagine, for its heartfelt willingness to try and grapple, in a very personal way, with some of the workshops’ most recognizable themes.

Dana Wilde is a former college professor and newspaper editor. He lives in Troy.

saltwater cure

School of rock

Students take the stage and make music

THE BAND mounted the stage, confidently striding up the ramp to find their places behind the microphones and amplifiers. Earlier that afternoon they had loaded everything out of their practice space, working together as a team to make sure nothing was left behind. Their sound check was efficient, and they thanked the sound person profusely.

Their set was entertaining, and despite some mistakes, the band stayed flexible and professional, listening to each other to stay tight and together. At the end, they thanked the sound person again and reminded the audience to stay for the next performer.

Then, descending the stage, they ran to find their parents and get a snack.

The band was made up of kids ages 9-13, mostly students of mine, with a summer resident rounding out the mix.

For the last three summers, I’ve had the immense pleasure of coaching a group of kids who, for no other reason than that they want to, have rehearsed together as a rock band.

I started doing it because students asked me if we could, and I’ve kept doing it because every spring they restate their interest.

The first summer, we kept it very low stakes with no performances scheduled. Last year, performing as The Foxy Ladies, they played their three-song set at Community Days on North Haven and Rampage on Vinalhaven.

This year, under the moniker Je Suis LeBron, they added a gig at Market Fest and learned a total of seven songs.

An important thing to understand about these summer rock sessions is that nobody’s getting paid, and nobody’s paying any money, so there’s no parent stake in the game. Everyone just wants to play some shows.

program offered through the school. These are just some kids who want to make music, and I’m an adult who wants to help them do it.

I consider “bandmate” to be a sacred relationship. It requires earned trust, the safety to make mistakes and learn together, and a demonstrated ability to pull one’s weight, often literally, during gear load-ins and -outs.

It’s not a camp, there’s no enrollment commitment… These are just some kids who want to make music…

It’s not a camp, there’s no enrollment commitment, and it’s not officially a

These nine students (a supergroup akin to Earth, Wind, and Fire) had all of these qualities in spades.

I witnessed them helping each other with parts, praising each other when they nailed a tough riff or new lyric, and having all hands-on deck as we moved gear back and forth.

I think performing as an ensemble musician is one of the most essential opportunities students should have, simply because it allows students to practice the skill of being a good

journal of an island kitchen

Food advice: It’s always
Keeping up with the trends is exhausting

REMEMBER WHEN we thought eggs were bad for us, high in cholesterol, eat one a week, think of them as a food equivalent of a hand grenade? Remember Egg Beaters? Eggs are now OK again.

Remember the Fear of Fat era, when a package of watercress I bought had the astonishing news on it that it contained zero fat and had no calories? We were treated to Snack Wells then, mostly sugar but no fat, so unsatisfying that the joke was one serving of Snack Wells was the whole package.

Not that long ago we had the carbs avoidance episode when many small bakeries went out of business because consumers stopped buying bread.

We are bedazzled with choices to make about corn syrup vs. cane sugar, anything with GMOs (genetically modified organisms) in it, non-organic fare, the Dirty Dozen (fruits and vegetables most likely to be grown with pesticides) and the Clean Sixteen, or, sometimes, Fifteen, that contain very little pesticide residue. There are lists of spices with high arsenic, lead, and cadmium content. Food packaging often shows long lists of what is not in the food. At the same times, there is copious advice on what to be sure to ingest: fiber,

human. But beyond that, the adulation of the audience is a pretty fantastic perk. All three of their shows were met with roaringly appreciative crowds who understood that these kids were pulling off something huge. And while a few times I did gesture to them to help keep them on track, or remind them of what to say between songs, for the most part, I got to simply enjoy their performance.

Because each of them took that role of bandmate seriously, they were able to do great work in a short period of time and across two islands, spreading joy and entertainment, and boosting each other up.

Video of Je Suis Lebron’s performances can be found on Instagram.

Courtney Naliboff teaches, writers, and plays music on North Haven. She may be reached at courtney.naliboff@gmail.com.

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probiotics, prebiotics, antioxidants, “good” cholesterol, dark leafy greens, anything “heart healthy,” fish especially.

A current favorite in this house is a flaxridden raisin bran cereal whose packaging announces proudly “a delicious and excellent source of Ala Omega-3.”

Huh? I didn’t have that on my grocery list.

I looked it up; for your information ALA is an essential fatty acid called alpha-lipoic acid, an antioxidant compound. It’s good for your brain and heart. Well, how about that.

Vegan has recently joined the descriptor list. I even saw shoes recently identified as “vegan” as if I was going to go home and boil them for dinner. Problem is they are made of inedible plastic, while I could, in extremis, eat shoe leather, a rarer item these days.

One name for the general category of “food that is good for you” is nutraceuticals. Some people just say they eat healthy food, while a more correct adjective might be “wholesome,” which conveys health on the eater.

All this is fine and dandy until dissonance crops up. If leafy greens are wholesome for us, what do we do when they appear on the Dirty Dozen list? What if the salmon you eat that provides heart-protective omega-3 fatty acids (EPA and DHA), which

lower triglycerides, deplete wild stocks or are products of fish farms which foster monocultural fish farming with all its problematic conditions? What if cane sugar may not be positively proved better for us than corn syrup?

Highly processed foods are in political cross-hairs these days. But we all know back-to-the landers who espoused organic growing, home cooking, and even making their own baby food, which was described by one baby food company executive as a “pernicious practice” because it chipped away at profits.

Pressure exists to lighten standards for organic farming in order to permit more food to be profitably identified as organic, a practice viewed by many as endangering the food supply. At the same time, growing enough organic food for the world’s population seems like an awful stretch.

Meanwhile, we lurch around, panicking about seed oils, or embracing new research that says drinking black coffee extends life, or wondering what to do if a seemingly valuable food turns out to be harmful to the climate, or subject to failure as the climate changes.

Even appetite-controlling medications like Ozempic, Wegovy, or Zepbound come under fire from big food producers who are alarmed that their salty, sugary,

addictive food-like items appeal less to people using the drugs. Enough people already buy less to significantly affect Big Food’s bottom line and arouse shareholders’ interest. Uh, oh.

And now, protein is having its big moment and food producers, who turn handsprings each time a foodstuff is praised or blamed because it is a new opportunity to make a product that seems to solve the problem, now have a shot at enhancing anything with protein. We forgot that when carbs went out of favor, people ate too much protein and ended up with gout.

Food choices these days look a lot like religion. With a confusing plethora of possibilities and perils, some of us pick a diet which clearly includes or eliminates a certain set of items and we stick to it faithfully to shut out the noise of contradictions and ease decision-making.

The problem is that eating together can be a healing and affirming act of community, like communion. Guess we each have to bring our own meals.

Sandy Oliver is a food historian who cooks, gardens, and writes on Islesboro. She may be contacted at sandyoliver47@gmail.com.

Islesford, a birder’s paradise

Winged friends

provide endless entertainment cranberry report

ON LITTLE Cranberry Island, the ever-present birds are one of the biggest reasons I love my life here. The company of my fluffy little friends keeps me entertained throughout the year. Our two bird feeders attract all the year-round faithful and quite a few summer visitors.

One of the feeders was a gift from my brother, Steve, over 20 years ago. When he bought it from an Audubon center, the salesclerk recommended several ideas for squirrel “deterrents” and my brother said, “No need. They have no squirrels on Little Cranberry Island!”

“What? I want to live there!” was the clerk’s reply. It’s true. Out here, there are no squirrels for us to discourage. It’s an island of plenty for the birds. This summer seemed especially busy with birds. Activity at the feeders was almost non-stop. Orioles showed up to eat the oranges and starlings arrived in hordes to eat as much suet as they could.

The suet also attracted hairy and downy woodpeckers and then their offspring. One day, one of their fledglings tried to land on the feeder’s metal pole, only to take a 2-foot slide to the bottom while his two feet hung on for dear life!

A cardinal family arrived for the sixth year in a row. We watched their babies under our feeder with fluttery wings and open beaks in their first days out of the nest. After a week or so they resembled teenagers venturing to the feeder without their parents, flying in and out of the hydrangea bush in short trips to practice their landings.

We watched their babies under our feeder with fluttery wings and open beaks in their first days out of the nest.

We saw a variety of young birds this summer. More than we usually get to see. There were blue jays, starlings, finches, and sparrows all clamoring for attention while the parents turned their heads away. Even the young crows hung out in our yard. (Those big babies are quite the incessant whiners, but they do outgrow it by August.)

My garden also attracted an abundance of birds as it was full of flowers, bugs, and seeds. On any day in August there were young juncos, chickadees, and sparrows hopping from fence to ground to plant to fence, practicing their skills and eating well. Hummingbirds and butterflies passed

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through regularly, attracted by the coneflowers, zinnias, and Joe Pie weed. I planted milkweed seedlings a few years ago, hoping to give the monarch butterflies a place to lay eggs. This year the plants were finally established, and I saw my first teeny caterpillar on a leaf near the hole where his egg must have hatched. I looked under leaves and noticed more eggs, very excited to think I was doing something to help the monarchs.

I proudly checked on “my” caterpillar each morning. He got bigger by the day as he moved from plant to plant. I started to picture a future butterfly hatchery right in my own garden.

Even though there were many obvious holes in the leaves where eggs had hatched, I never saw any more tiny caterpillars. I thought that monarch caterpillars had no predators. I always believed the toxicity of the milkweed kept them from being eaten, so what had eaten these babies? Snails? Did they do it?

My one little guy was fat and ready. He crawled off the milkweed and onto a nearby iris leaf. I couldn’t wait to

Remembering a friend and island helper

Bill gave to the community more than he took

BILL WAS unusually gendered, and as a child and young adult on the island he struggled with the predictable torment—predictable at the time, but now, thankfully, fading.

While his was a very difficult identity for us to quantify or for him to acknowledge and deal with when he was an adolescent, he settled into who he really was, became less hesitant expressing himself, and eventually assumed a comfortable and wonderful flamboyance, sufficient to overcome his detractors and endear him to us all.

Some of us, the elderly, the infirm and bedridden, the lonely, dogs and cats in need of love and attention, anyone or any creature, really, who needed anything it was in his power to give, quickly discovered the true generosity of who he was.

For years, Bill worked off and on at the Tidewater Motel as a cleaner. That seems an unlikely occupation for a middle-aged man, but in fact he cleaned elsewhere as well, and continually—cleaned houses, cleaned others, and cleaned up after others all over and throughout the village.

Over the years, he became very attached to me, an affection that might have been awkward had we both not acknowledged the realities of mutual affection for what they were.

When he wasn’t working, he often visited, with me or with another cleaner with whom he was close. On one such occasion, I happened to walk by on my way to the town parking lot to see if I could find someone to help me move a heavy oil tank. As I passed, Bill asked coyly, “Phil, what are you doing?”

“I’m

looking for a man,” I responded thoughtlessly, whereupon Bill, way ahead of me and thinking in the extreme, leapt in my direction.

“I’m looking for a man,” I responded thoughtlessly, whereupon Bill, way ahead of me and thinking in the extreme, leapt in my direction. Had I not stretched my arms out accommodatingly, he’d have fallen to the floor.

Bill died suddenly and unexpectedly. He was only 54. For the 30 or so years preceding his death, he had lovingly touched the lives of everyone with whom he had even the briefest contact.

check on him the next day to see how far he went before making his chrysalis. The next morning I looked out at my garden. A chickadee was sitting on an unopened flower of my Asian lily plant, violently tearing away at the bud. Such odd behavior from my little friend who I usually watch taking one seed at a time and flying daintily away.

When I looked later for the caterpillar or its chrysalis, it was gone. I turned to Google to solve the mystery and learned something new. Some birds don’t mind the toxicity of monarch caterpillars and the chickadee is one of them. My loyal year-round buddy was a caterpillar killer! Next year, if I hope to raise more monarch caterpillars, I’ll need to find a way to baffle the chickadees’ access to my milkweed plants. Maybe I’ll call Audubon and ask if they can recommend a chicka dee-dee deterrent!

Barbara Fernald lives on Islesford (Little Cranberry Island). She may be contacted at fernald244@gmail.com.

Vinalhaven’s elderly population, particularly (but not only) the ladies, were very well looked after. He lived several miles out of town but responded immediately and without exception to calls for assistance day and night. A desperate plea for simple companionship would find him at the side of the lonely or the bereaved within minutes and then settled in for as long and as often as it took to provide the comfort needed.

He might be called upon for help cleaning up after the kind of embarrassing accident that sometime attends aging, testimony to the intimate nature of Bill’s unabashed compassion and to the trust and regard those folks had for his nonjudgmental care.

Often, he’d be called upon to help someone simply getting dressed—and not to only help with the mechanics but to select apparel that presented the wearer in the best possible light.

The gratitude of many of the recipients of Bill’s loving attention was manifest in their largesse when, now and then, one or another of them passed on. Bill was left personal items, property, homes, and money, and these might have been seen as a calculated reward for his efforts had he not exhibited the same largesse in giving it all away as fast as he acquired it. Bill loved a party, and whatever the occasion, he was always on hand— before, to decorate, arrange flowers and furnishings; during, to tend bar or serve; and after, to clean up.

A harborside service was planned. It was drizzly day on the wharf. The family had erected one tent, figuring to keep 30 or so dry, but over a hundred showed up.

Because of the weather and limited shelter, we had to cuddle up. Bill would have approved.

Phil Crossman owns the Tidewater Motel on Vinalhaven. He may be contacted at philcrossman.vh@gmail.com.

fathoming

Lobster fishery uncertainty—stay engaged

New stock assessment due, which could change regulations

WITH CHAOS at the federal level these days, it is more important than ever to pay attention and stay engaged on topics we care about and support. For many of us on the Maine coast, that includes the lobster fishery.

There is a lot happening—climate change, a new stock assessment, economic challenges, and the uncertainty on regulations and timelines.

As a marine biologist concerned about our coast’s future, and wanting to contribute in a positive way, I have adopted the “science of hope” framework in my science communications. Put simply, it’s all about taking action to achieve goals. Smaller, individual goals work well, but it can also be applied to collective situations facing adversity. It’s about setting your goal, improving your agency, and creating pathways to achieve your goal.

After setting a goal, let’s say, “Maine has an environmentally and economically sustainable lobster fishery into the future,” the agency thinking piece is acquiring the knowledge needed to achieve that goal. This step can be challenging in this era of misinformation. As a science communicator, this is where I focus my efforts—translating factual

information in accessible formats to improve agency.

One of the near-term matters facing the lobster fishery is the new stock assessment. Led by the Atlantic States Marine Fisheries Commission (ASMFC), it evaluates lobster stocks along the U.S. Atlantic coast and informs the management of the species. The draft assessment report will be available in mid-October.

Much hinges on this assessment, as it is made with the backdrop of declines in landings, economic challenges, delayed right whale rules, and a recent repealed effort to increase the minimum legal size of lobsters.

While lobster landings are still robust, relative to historic levels, they have fallen from the peak in 2016, and Maine’s Department of Marine Resources’ sublegal lobster surveys are pointing to a downturn. Abundance of sub legals gives an indication of future catch. Three sublegal surveys—sea sampling, ventless trap, and trawl— all show downward trends in recent years. Regulators use these data, in addition to many other sources, to inform future management measures to preserve the fishery.

The economics of the fishery do not drive management, but the economics

reflections

are worth discussing. The year 2024 had the lowest landings since 2009 but had the third highest landings value at $528 million. Adjusted for inflation, it was the 11th highest value recorded.

If the average price in 2024 had been what it was in 2022, the fishery would have made $181 million less. As the costs of doing business go up, and landings go down, and the price paid to fishermen for landings fluctuates, there are profitability concerns with how the fishery operates.

Additionally, final rules for right whale protection are still required to be effective in December 2028, but the details have been delayed. The ASMFC recently recommended a delay in final action regarding on-demand gear, also known as ropeless gear, to allow for more outreach and input from the lobster industry.

That uncertainty, in an already complex and dynamic fishery that supports our coast, makes it more difficult to chart the future of a species or a family fishing business.

Importantly, getting back to the hope theory construct, the third critical component is the “pathways thinking” to goal achievement. This entails making the plan and having the resources to carry it out. This is where many of us get stuck, especially these days.

The serendipity of island life brings joy

We’re reminded, often, of out tight connections

Reflections is written by Island Institute Fellows, recent college grads who do community service work on Maine islands and in coastal communities through the Island Institute, publisher of The Working Waterfront.

Island Serendipity (n.): fateful occurrences that would be unusual, even unbelievable, in some contexts but are almost inevitable in a closeknit community.

I FIRST CROSSED the Deer IsleSedgwick suspension bridge on a frigid February afternoon, the eve of my interview for the Deer Isle fellowship position. Aiming to acquaint myself with the island and some community members ahead of time, I was also taking the opportunity to visit another part of the region I’d recently made home.

Admiring the snow-ringed ocean inlets as I meandered down Route 15 to Stonington at the island’s southern end, I tried to keep my hopes in check but couldn’t help imagining my life here. Discovering my destination museum shut for the season put a damper on my daydreams. Despite pivoting to lunch at

the one open restaurant and the waiter’s encouraging “welcome home” after our brief chat, I still felt defeated by my poor planning and sparse opportunities for further social headway. Giving up on even a walk in the intense cold, I was deciding to just drive back to Mount Desert Island when someone called across the street, “Were you that artist painting at the end of the pier earlier?”

I quipped back, “I wish, but no!” and then leapt out of my comfort zone to introduce myself. Converging in conversation, we discussed our lives and work, and he emphasized how different Deer Isle was from MDI.

Thanks to the waiter’s welcome and this spur-of-the-moment encounter, I crossed back to the mainland with a developing sense of how an aspiring resident might achieve belonging and an even greater desire to call this island home. During my second interview, my now fellowship advisor called this chance meeting island serendipity.

Serendipitous connections are invaluable in my fellowship work developing and marketing Deer Isle Adult and Community Education (DIACE) programming. Besides providing an easygoing space for high school completion and various career development

But without pathways thinking, your goal becomes wishful thinking. Action is needed to make incremental progress towards your goal. Action can include completing industry surveys and participating in zone council meetings to make your voice heard.

DMR conducted a summer survey of fishermen and dealers to better understand perceptions of the fishery and potential management changes. This survey will be discussed at upcoming zone council meetings and then at the American Lobster Management Board. These zone council meetings are an opportunity to have a say in how management handles the assessment, including what tools industry might be open to if changes are needed. This is not the time to sit back and simply wish for what you want to see in Maine’s lobster fishery.

Susie Arnold is the senior ocean scientist at Island Institute, working on the impacts of climate change on marine resources and fisheries-dependent communities. She may be contacted at sarnold@islandinstiute.org.

resources, we run an eclectic schedule of life-enriching classes encompassing industrial arts, multi-media crafts, mental health support, outdoor recreation, and more.

But in a community with limited free time and established habits and social circles, inspiring people to use our services requires maintaining a word-of-mouth network with trusted islanders. While I built relationships with a range of community members in my first months, too few of them represented Deer Isle’s fishing workforce.

It took a last-minute tabling task on behalf of a DIACE partner to finally kindle these missing connections and set in motion my favorite fellowship experience to date.

Bleary-eyed on a foggy July morning but at least enjoying quality time with my wonderful tablemate, Stacey, I couldn’t have predicted that I’d soon be gripping the gunwale of a lobster boat, cheering and shouting alongside a lobstering family and an entourage of journalists as we barreled 45 mph past the harbor.

As the channel cleared of mist and the Stonington Lobster Boat Race contestants geared up, my desire for a relaxing Sunday lifted with the fog. I was seeking out a waterside vantage

point for the action when Stacey suggested she could do me one better. Just before it was too late, she shouted down the gangway to the race organizers: “Have you got room for one more?” The moment I climbed aboard, I was welcomed with a hug and the announcement that, “When you’re on our boat, you’re family”.

Such instantaneous generosity, both from this family and Stacey, reminded me of my formative Stonington encounters and reinforced how lasting connections can form in serendipitous blinks-of-an-eye.

Most valuably, the unforgettable day encapsulated what I couldn’t fully articulate that February: to belong here means mindful, respectful participation in Deer Isle’s deep-rooted values and heritage. And although I paid for my spontaneous four-hour excursion with a nasty sunburn, I had the time of my life racing.

Grace Upham is providing marketing, administrative, and strategic support for Deer Isle Adult and Community Education focusing on expanding its brand, network, reach, and variety of classes.

in plain sight

A sardine-packing plant’s 20th century history

Under several owners, Belfast operations struggled

THE EPICENTER for the Maine sardine business at the turn of the 20th century was Downeast in Eastport and Lubec, but 50 years of heavy fishing pressure coupled with intense competition between packing companies in the area forced some of the companies to look for new opportunities down the coast.

Penobscot Bay was still teeming with juvenile herring, also known as sardines. In 1910, the owners of the Lubec Sardine Company, Messrs. Pike and Peacock (surnames closely tied to the industry) purchased waterfront land from the Belfast & Moosehead Lake Railroad on Belfast’s harbor south of what is now the footbridge and began work on a canning factory.

The newly formed Eastern Illustrating & Publishing Company photographed the construction of the factory. Belfast scenes were lowhanging fruit for the blossoming postcard company and 1910-11 saw some exciting additions to the town including the Corn Canning Co. and the Colonial Theater, along with the sardine factory.

FIELD NOTES—

The young women that worked in the postcard factory handwrote the titles directly onto the glass plate negatives…

While modern postcards focused on “pretty” views, early postcards often included gritty industrial scenes. The young women that worked in the postcard factory handwrote the titles directly onto the glass plate negatives and needed to write backwards so the title would be reversed in the printing process. “Ss” were a challenging letter to write backwards, as noted in the title in the accompanying photograph, but never will you see a backwards “T” or “I”.

The factory began canning in August of 1911 and closed in 1918, only to reopen in 1925 as Booth Fisheries.

Battered by the Depression, it operated sporadically for much of the 1930s and 1940s under a series of owners.

Glenn Lawrence owned the Belfast Canning Company until his partner, Calvin Stinson, bought him out in 1953. It continued in an on-again, off-again existence

through the century until it closed permanently in 2001.

When I first moved to Belfast in 2003, the factory building was still there and looked very much like it did while being constructed in 1911. After an ill-conceived plan to convert the aging structure into high end condos, the building was razed.

In 2011, a group of marine industry veterans purchased the property and

Bringing our stories to our followers

Emma Perry tracks, grows Island Institute engagement

NAME: Emma Perry

TITLE: Impact and Event Specialist

FOCUS: As the Impact and Event Specialist I play a key role in reporting on the impact of Island Institute’s work and overseeing the administration of the Glenn Fund Community Impact grants and scholarships. Through this work, I ensure our funding creates meaningful change in Maine’s coastal communities. I also lead the planning and execution of all Institute events.

IN THIS PHOTO: Seen from behind the table at right, I am checking constituents into the premier of our Climate of Change: Aquaculture for People and Planet film on July 2 at the Lincoln Theater in Damariscotta, which more than 200 attended. This type of in-person event is no easy feat to pull off, but it’s one of the most effective ways to engage our existing supporters and introduce our work to new audiences. By providing opportunities to connect with our experts, we’re able to foster deeper relationships and build lasting trust.

Island Institute events are powerful tools for storytelling and sharing our impact. They allow us to show the real-world outcomes of our work, spark meaningful conversations, and hear directly from the communities we serve. Attendees leave with a better understanding of the challenges facing Maine’s coast and the innovative solutions being developed.

We are holding a webinar version of our Climate of Change: Aquaculture for People and Planet on Oct. 16 at 10 a.m. at which we’ll show the film, host a panel discussion, and end with a chance to engage with our panelists. To register and explore other events, please visit islandinstitute.org/events.

constructed the Front Street Shipyard which occupies the site today.

The Penobscot Marine Museum in Searsport celebrates the storied history of Maine sardine industry in its current exhibit Sardineland. The exhibit runs through Oct. 17 of 2025 and again through the 2026 season.

Kevin Johnson is the photo archivist for the Penobscot Marine Museum.

Belfast’s sardine packing plant under construction in the early 20th century.
PHOTO: PENOBSCOT MARINE MUSEUM

art of the waterfront

At home with harbors and oysters

Jillian Herrigel’s improvised ‘imaginative realism’

“I DRAW constant inspiration from exploring new ways to move paint, develop ideas, and balance line and shape,” writes Jillian Herrigel.

Working in a range of mediums, including oil, acrylic, watercolor, pastel, oil stick, and collage, Herrigel approaches each piece intuitively. Having jazz playing while she paints adds to the improvising.

Herrigel’s “imaginative realism,” as she calls it, references reality without seeking strict accuracy. For instance, while inspired by a local waterfront, “Harbor Hues” is largely imagined. Using a mix of cool and warm tones, she conjures a seaside town with its wonderful jumble of houses, wharves and boats. She deploys strokes of acrylic and oil stick with equal verve.

Herrigel maintains two studios, in the West Point neighborhood of Phippsburg and in Bath. The former, the East Village Gallery, features a space for displaying work on the ground floor and a studio above. She keeps art books and magazines handy, along with easels, worktables, and supplies. Likewise, her Bath studio is humming with artistic activity; she may have three or four paintings in progress at any given time.

The West Point waterfront includes a commercial building where Herrigel’s son John, daughter Bryn, and son-in-law Joe work in the ecotourism and aquaculture industries.

Their oyster farm on New Meadows River inspired a series of lively watercolor-and-ink studies which

were shown at the Maine Oyster Company’s raw bar in Portland in 2019 (their motto is “farm to slurp certified”). Herrigel captures the action—harvesting, sorting, shucking—via color washes and dashing outlines. The paintings are as fresh as the mollusks on a shell.

Along with the likes of Matisse, Dufy, Kandinsky, and Chagall, Herrigel points to Maine modernists Marsden Hartley, Maurice Freedman, and John Marin as influences (the last-named painted in and around Phippsburg). She also admires the work of Great Cranberry Island painter Dorothy Eisner. A kindred exuberant spirit reigns in their work.

Herrigel grew up, she writes, “in a family that valued travel, culture, and education.” Her father, John Huntington Hanney, was a linguist with the Admiralty in London where she was born; they lived in Wales till she was six when he accepted a position at the United Nations in New York City. The family briefly resided in Garden City, Long Island, before moving to Northern Virginia, where Hanney worked at the World Bank.

Herrigel attended Mary Washington College, then part of the University of Virginia, in Fredericksburg, earning a B.A. in art history with a minor in studio

art. She and her husband, Rodger Herrigel, an attorney, settled in New Jersey where she obtained teacher certification along with an MFA in art education. She taught elementary art for 13 years.

After many summers spent in Maine, which included working at Migis Lodge on Sebago Lake, Herrigel retired from teaching and moved full-time to Bath. Years of painting and taking workshops, she explains, “made the transition to full-time artist a natural one.”

• One of the most important investments you will make to your shorefront

Jillian Herrigel, “Harbor Hues,” 2024, acrylic and oil stick, 22 x 28 inches.

Herrigel’s family supports various nonprofits in Maine. They foster dogs through Rescue Charlie’s Friends in Woolwich and Passion for Pets Rescue in Brunswick. Rodger has served on the boards of the Maine Island Trail Association and the Phippsburg Land Trust. They contribute in many ways to the West Point community.

Whether painting sailboats on the water, Bath Iron Works, or a still life, Herrigel brings a dashing brilliance to her subjects. She relishes her studio and plein air time—and misses her friend, painter Donna Coffin (1942-2024), with whom she painted for many years.

“It was a standing joke,” she recalls, “that as we listened to Amos Lee’s ‘Live at Red Rocks’ I would do about three paintings to her one, breaking all the rules or many of them.” Herrigel will draw on memories of that special companionship in art as she paints the world around her.

Herrigel’s Phippsburg studio is open year-round by appointment. She also shows at the Maine Art Gallery in Wiscasset and the Centre Street Arts Gallery in Bath. You can find more of her work at www.jillianherrigel.com

outside the village of Somesville on Mt. Desert Island, this darling 1840’s house has 3 bedrooms, 2 full

and down, living room with wood stove, dining area off the galley kitchen, in addition to a 3-bedroom guest cottage with open living, eating, and kitchen, a bath and a half, connected to the main house by a deck. All facing a beautiful back yard. Close access to Acadia National Park trails, carriage roads, island area ponds and lakes for swimming, island shops, harbors, restaurants, everything you’d want for summer living or year ‘round. A little gem of a property. $700,000.

Jillian Herrigel, “Sorting Oysters,” 2021, watercolor and ink, 18 x 24 in.
Jillian Herrigel in her West Point studio with Annie, a rescue dog, looking on.
PHOTO: RODGER HERRIGEL

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