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My brother John, the aerial
photographer and owner of Les Vants Aerial Photos, took a number of
shots while flying over late last summer. Unfortunately, it was
while I was sailing for three days to Scituate. This is a shot of
my home from the air. --
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From a higher altitude, looking down toward the
town dock (or landing, as some call it), which is just down the hill maybe 100
yards.
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Chip Ahoy's mooring is not far
directly from the end of the dock,
convenient but the water at low tide there is only maybe four feet. |
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John Graichen's C22 "Malacass" and Mike Sullivan's C22
"Carpe Diem" are futher out, closer to the Rockmore Floating Restaurant
and the mouth of the harbor. |
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It's a pretty crowded mooring area for one side of the
harbor. |
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Out beyond the Marblehead peninsula
are Misery and Bakers
Islands, with Childrens Island (formerly Cat Island until bought by the
YMCA) outside the mouth of Marblehead Harbor on the far side of town.
Marblehead Neck and its lighthouse is further out. |
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From over Salem looking across Salem Harbor to
Marblehead, its harbor, and Marblehead Neck beyond, connected by a
narrow causeway. Along that causeway is Devereaux Beach (ocean
side) and Riverhead Beach (harbor side), the latter from which I often
launch Chip Ahoy. |
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The Rockmore Floating Restaurant is not known for fine
cuisine but its location. It is usually crowded during the season
with boaters and tourists brought over from both sides of the harbor by
its launch service. It's good atmosphere for a drink or two and a
light if bland lunch -- especially if you don't own a boat. I find
it useful when coming into my mooring, using it and its flag as a
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This shows the relative locations of "Malacass" and
"Carpe Diem" -- further toward the mouth of Salem Harbor. |
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Did I mention it's a pretty crowded little harbor?
Generally speaking, the bigger boats with deeper drafts are moored
further out. |
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Running through the maze of moored boats coming in to
or out from my
mooring all the way at the end of the harbor often reminds me of threading a needle. |
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