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Unusual Guests


Good morning everyone. Welcome to summer in Maine when we get a chance to see some of the most unusual visitors. One can never guess who will show up. Just yesterday I was driving up Route 1 in the slow moving traffic. I was more than a little surprised to see the neck of a guitar hanging out the drivers side window of an on coming vehicle, fingers dancing about the frets. And I was worried about folks driving motor homes through town with one eye on the road and the other eye capturing the sights and sounds of Camden through a video camera. I am not even going to go into the fashions of the day!

Don't for a minute think that we don't see some unusual guests aboard the schooner. Friday morning we were greeted by a stowaway that was hiding in the folds of the foresail all night long. "Just cunning" as my grandmother would say. From what I can tell from my very limited knowledge of bats, this would be a little brown bat (as opposed to a big brown bat) because of its very furry nose (big brown bats have an almost hairless nose). Our little visitor "hung" around on the foresail while all admired how unique a creature was so close to view.


And just so you don't think I am stretching my point about unusual guests, get a load of this gull... straight from a punk rock show. Can anyone explain this to me?

Have a great day. Be well. Do good.

Comments

Dan Stuart said…
Might be a Nebraska 'Cornhusker' fan...or maybe just decked out for the 'frivolous Friday' bash on the Mary Day!
Michele B said…
Mr. Bat is always welcome chez moi. Bats eat lots of mosquitoes, and the only good mosquito is a dead one.

As for the punk rock gull, maybe it's a new fashion trend in birds this year. LOL

Great pics, Captain! Thanks :)
Michele B said…
Mr. Bat is always welcome chez moi. Bats eat lots of mosquitoes, and the only good mosquito is a dead one.

As for the punk rock gull, maybe it's a new fashion trend in birds this year.

Great pics, Captain! Thanks :)
LadyM said…
Southern Nights - Southern Sunsets - Bats flying, fireflies swarming! Just another "HOT" evening in the South.

Mr Bat knows who to hitch a cool ride with! Can't wait to spend a cool evening aboard the beautiful Schooner Mary Day.

LOL from Alabama
Well Cap,
I knew you had bats in your belfry and since schooners don't have belfries, I guess sails will have to do.
Anonymous said…
I believe the gull is a "chick" with special spray-paint (no gulls were harmed) markings as part of a wildlife survey.

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