Monhegan Travel Blog

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The ghosts of the crew of this shipwreck are said to haunt the shore. Actually, I have no idea if anyone died.
The meat of the trip, so to speak.

I was worried a bit on the drive to Hardy Boat Cruises, seeing as we strayed from the directions that I had printed out, but we ended up following road signs there, and eventually found 32 and headed south. We drove for a while, and I started getting worried that we wouldn't make the boat, and just when I was about to sink into dispair, we saw the Hardy Boat Cruises sign and leapt for joy. But not really, since we were in a car, and would have hit our heads. We made perfect time too.

The trip to the island took about an hour, and the island is about 10 miles out into the ocean. On the way, we were lucky enough to see two harbor porpoises surface a few times of the port side of the ship. And I got a tiny bit sunburned, which is rare for me ;)

Monhegan Island is amazing.
The island's omnipresent rocky coast.
There are no paved roads, and probably only a dozen or so trucks. The southwestern part of the island is populated by a village, mostly of artists and lobstermen (and women). Sort of near the middle, on the high point of the island, is a lighthouse and a museum.

We were hungry when we got off the boat, so we stopped in a tiny shop that had homemade bagels. I took an "everything" bagel, which included the normal everythings, but also had cheese and sea salt, making it, by far, the best bagel I've ever had.

We started on the south side of the island, where some of the trails can't have been more than a foot wide. Here we found the shipwreck of the island, which is pretty much a giant rusty structure that vaguely resembles a boat. I wish I knew more about it. Further on, the rocky cliffs grew much higher, 160 feet at some points.
I think this was the highest point of the island.
  Mel knew some facts about rock striations and offered theories on why certain rocks had viens of certain color.

We attempted to visit the lighthouse next, but took the wrong paths and ended up back in the village, where we were hungry and thirsty anyway. We went the correct way to the lighthouse this time, and enjoyed a nice view to the west (though we couldn't actually enter the lighthouse, unfortunately). After spending some time up here, we went back down into the village. Around this time, we met the most insanely large cat I've ever seen. It was a Maine Coon, and so they are big anyway, and look big because of their fur. And this cat was not only bigger and fluffier than many Maine Coon cats, it was also somewhat fat. When it ran over to us, the combination of jiggling fur and fat was probably the funniest thing from the trip.
There were two other cats that we saw on the island, but they weren't quite as fat.

Our last stop was the Cathedral Woods, named for the coniferous trees that grow straight up and have interlocking branches that are supposed to make you think of a cathedral. I wasn't too convinced, though it was a nice forest, and there were lots of nice looking fiddleheads, and fairy homes that others had left there (fairy homes are just little house like structures that people make, and the idea is that once you leave, a fairy will live there).

While waiting for the boat, I was skimming stones in the water and a rather annoying woman told me not to. It would have been fine if she was nice about it, but she instead called me guy, shook her head at me, asked me if I can read the sign (which said "Do not throw stones or materials overboard.
Thank you", which of course, I CAN read), proceeded to READ it to me, and told me that I'm wasting tax dollars by throwing rocks into the water. Despite most of this exchange not making sense (I wasn't on board anything, so I figured the sign didn't apply to me, and I still don't understand how throwing a couple pebbles waste tax dollars, unless they pay for placement of pebbles), I didn't really argue with her, since she looked like a linebacker and probably could have thrown me into the water with her ham arms, farther than I was throwing the rocks.

I want another one of those bagels.
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The ghosts of the crew of this shi…
The ghosts of the crew of this sh…
The islands omnipresent rocky coa…
The island's omnipresent rocky co…
I think this was the highest point…
I think this was the highest poin…
Mel grows to epic proportions, and…
Mel grows to epic proportions, an…
A fairy house that someone had bui…
A fairy house that someone had bu…
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