Lobster Gangs

Rainy or overcast days on Coastal New England are town days, folks gravitate to the harbors and towns to shop, eat and people watch. Today is just such a day and fine. In fact I usually enjoy a chance to kick back, and haunt a bookstore. After several days of watching lobstermen pulling out of Cosy Harbor to pull their traps, I wanted to learn more about the lifestyle. I purchased the book The Lobster Gangs of Maine and returned to the cottage to read about the lobster and those who catch them.

The chapter on the social system was just great and here is a joke that explains how these guys think about outsiders: “I had an awful dream last night. I dreamed my own car had Massachusetts license plates on it”. In reality I have never been mistreated by any locals in Maine, maybe I am just not worth it?