Jim Fossett’s photograph of the Footbridge reconstruction reminded me of my limited interaction with our famous harbor crossing. In my earlier memory I recall visiting Chetley Rittall at his boat shop in what is now Brady’s restaurant at the head of the Harbor. At that time boats had access via the swing span of the Footbridge to and from the very innermost part of the harbor. As I recall from noticing the tides in that neck of the woods, navigation needed to be well timed as there were some fairly significant ledges that might capture the attention of navigators. The channel really diminished as the tide drained – OK for kayaks but not so good for bigger boats. If a boat went into Chetley’s shop at high tide, and remained too long, the visit would be extended until next high water. I think all boat captains familiar with the harbor waters knew this.

Well, Mr. Fossett’s photograph was a pretty cool perspective, made at what I’d guess was pretty low tide with waders in place. The reconstruction, from that perspective, was quite a web of planks, supports, cables and machinery, revealing the complexities of the project. Quite interesting. Certainly not a view one would normally see.

My photograph this week was sort of accidental. I read about the boat gathering planned by Brady’s in support of the lobstering industry. I, like many local residents, was interested to see boats up in the cove before they were no longer able to access that part of the harbor.

When I left home on Southport timing my visit to the Harbor for the 2:30 gathering, I noticed that the lobster boats at Robinson’s had not left the dock. Hmm? That made me think that maybe the idea of a bunch of boats rafted up inside the footbridge might not be ideal.

But undeterred, I continued over to the Harbor to see what I could see. As I drove through town I kept looking at the area where I assumed boats would gather. Up Townsend Avenue, across Union then down Atlantic – no boats!

I turned into the Squirrel Island parking lot next to the Boothbay Harbor Inn thinking that might be a good spot from which to see the “action.” What I found was a group of old friends – Captain Ernest Morton and son Ernie with his lady friend, and the indomitable Martin Page!

I asked where were the boats. Ernie said, “You missed it.” I did see two boats up by the restaurant but that was it. And, in fairly short order, they headed out of their location.

That’s when I, photo maven that I am, captured today’s breathtaking and startling image of a boat passing “Over the Footbridge!” Talk about a mind-blowing event! Hold me back! Did someone say National Geographic potential?! I couldn’t help myself. The Mortons cheered, Martin passed gas, and I was beside myself. This is an historic moment. Please! Submit nominations for “Photo of the Year” to the International House of Pancakes, c/o their nearest facility.

I am still trembling with excitement! Celebrity is so exhausting! Ha!