In the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love, except in Maine. A normal spring here is heralded by mud and forsythia. This spring has been different. Instead of mud, green, ready to mow grass is in abundance. In Saturday Cove the early spring days have been spent repairing traps, painting buoys and working on our lobster boat the Fisher Girl.
Like any meaningful relationship your boat requires love, attention and respect. Spring is the time to scrape barnacles, paint and polish in preparation for launch and the beginning of the lobster season. Our launch took place last week, a month ahead of schedule.
We look forward to every new season and the surprises it will bring. The things that remain constant are the methods of fishing, our belief in eco friendly harvests, knowing our customers and providing the freshest lobster at the height of its season.
Fast food and harvesting lobster are mutually exclusive. It takes time and expertise to fish for lobster. Early mornings spent at sea baiting and dropping traps followed by pulling up traps dropped earlier become a rhythm, a tango between man and sea. The first trap to bear fruit each season is exhilarating. Hints of clambakes with friends gathered on an open beach spring to mind. That first trap like a spring robin is a harbinger of the promise that the season holds.
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