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>> Thursday, June 18, 2009

Leaving Islesboro
Photo: Deb

I am finally tissue/cough drop/Sudafed-free so you won't have to wait another week for a Thursday WILM post - and this one is the Cat's meow.

Maine is home to bobcats, Maine Coon cats and feral cats. I hate cats. Little slinky sleeze balls that wrap themselves around your ankle then sink their claws into the fleshy part of your calves while climbing up to your face so they can scratch your eyes out. Wait. NutJob the dog does that. Still, dogs rule. Well, mountain lions rule too. Never mess with a mountain lion.

Though generally you cannot ride a cat, you can ride the Cat, a high-speed catamaran-style ferry departing from Portland, Maine or Bar Harbor, Maine to Yarmouth, Nova Scotia. Conventional ferries take over 6 hours to make the crossing, but the Cat takes 2 hours and 30 minutes.



The Cat is currently the fastest large-capacity high-speed ferry in North America, and it's based right here in Maine for half a year. It has a cruising speed of 41 knots, that's 46 mph to you landlubbers. While on board you can gamble at the casinos, shop in the duty-free store, watch a movie in in the TV-movie lounge, get sloshed at the bar or woof food at the cafe. You can go on deck and get the hair sucked off your head if you want or you can sit on your butt inside and watch the waves go by from the big windows on the viewing deck.

The Cat can hold 940 passengers and 240 vehicles. The twin hulls are aluminum and connected by a bridging section with center bow structure at the forward end. Welding and glue hold it together. I'm sure they used Super Glue, not Elmer's, so don't worry. The Cat has life rafts, but so didn't the Titanic so you might want to throw a PFD in your tote bag.

The Cat is considered one of the world's superships and has been featured on the Discovery Channel and will soon be featured on Discovery's Modern Marvels series. The Cat was manufactured by Incat, a company out of Tasmania that makes catamaran-style ships. The real name of the Cat ferry is HSC INCAT 059, but that doesn't exactly roll off your tongue, so marketing wizards decided on calling it the Cat.



To ride the Cat, you board in Portland, Maine and go to Yarmouth, Nova Scotia, or board in Bar Harbor, Maine and go to Yarmouth, Nova Scotia. The Cat is prohibited from traveling from Portland to Bar Harbor/Bar Harbor to Portland because of the Monkee Davy Jones Act, which prohibits a foreign flagged and/or built vessel from going from U.S. port to U.S. port.


The Cat was built in Tasmania, home port is Nassau, Bahamas (can you say "tax shelter"?) and in addition to blasting across the Gulf of Maine/Bay of Fundy in the summer, it heads south like the rest of the wusses do in the fall and runs between Trinidad and Tobago until spring, when it heads back to Maine.

So there ya go. One cool Cat right here in Maine that can go 46 mph across the Gulf of Maine.

Now do you love ME?


REFERENCES:
The Cat Ferry
Nova News Now
Wikipedia: INCAT


12 comments:

LL June 18, 2009 9:55 AM  

Catblogging? From YOU??? I never thought I'd see the day...

Tattoo Jim June 18, 2009 3:19 PM  

Forgetting about cats for a moment, here's a guy question or two... how fast will she really go and what kinda milage does she get???? And can you shoot skeet off the stern??? Cat skeet??? If so, then I'm ME bound with the Rem 870 and about 50 rounds or so... how about it Deb??? Up for some cat skeet??

Glad you're "hack, choke, snot" free... I'm still feeling it... damn virus's's's's's's...

Deb June 18, 2009 6:17 PM  

LL: Can you believe it? A cat in a positive light? I need drugs.

TJ: You can read some stats here:
http://www.catferry.com/the-ship/general-particulars.php

No skeet shooting but there are cat scat jewelry classes on board. What would be of interest to you is that at high noon they catapult a cat off the aft deck and you are welcome to use your Rem 870, but if you need 50 rounds to hit a cat then we need to talk.

It snot fair you've been sick this long. Start hitting the gin. Maybe that will help.

claire June 18, 2009 6:39 PM  

Yes, I do love ME, and thanks, once again, for enlightening. After all these years, I still thought that Tasmania was only about Aborigines and devils. I do not recall Davy Jones ever having been pregnant, but, my Monkee groupie days are history x40 years...(thank God). Good one, Deb, as always! I really look forward to these.

Tattoo Jim June 18, 2009 8:17 PM  

No gin for me... half of my meds say DO NOT USE WITH ALCOHOL! Most I wouldn't pay attention to but morphine... I'll pass on the gin. As for the 50 rounds... you've never tried to keep "something" in the air by pliking it???? Fun!!!

Catferry... that alone, is funny enough to throw into a conversation as often as you can... "I was going to cook burgers on the grill but the CATFERRY didn't get here on time"... catferry, hehehehe....

ReformingGeek June 19, 2009 9:09 PM  

Meow. I'm there. Oh yeah. Zoom, zoom and I'll be in Canada. My Cat stays in Texas.

Love it!

Hum....I think I missed your last post. Not sure why.

Cowguy June 21, 2009 12:13 PM  

Aside from everything "cats", I homed in on your dog Nutjob. Now that right there is a dog's name of regality.

We've got 2 sheep, Dummy and Stupid.

Thanks for reading me all over the place and stuff and etc. etc...! :-0

kathcom June 21, 2009 4:11 PM  

I was loving the cat and dog photos and then I got to...ohmigod, is that really Davy Jones?

I just threw up in my mouth.

Skye June 21, 2009 4:58 PM  

Aw shucks darn, guess I gotta love Maine now. All that cat stuff, after all, the prettiest cat's we have are Cougar's, Silv actually has a couple living just down in the valley (his front yard). I've heard 'em and seen their tracks, but I haven't seen them yet :(

Da Old Man June 22, 2009 6:49 PM  

I saw the Cat on TV last week, so I'm glad you wrote about it.
You might want to check your speed calculations, though. 75 is probably KPH, which is that wacky Canadian thing. MPH, it's probably more like 50, which is still pretty darn fast for a huge boat like that.

The Constant Complainer June 22, 2009 11:30 PM  

Debbie, I hope you had a nice weekend. I was cracking up at the cat mug shot. My cats drive me nuts. They are notorious for attacking my darn ankles as I walk into the bedroom at night.

Deb June 23, 2009 7:56 PM  

Claire: Ah, Tasmania has so much more to offer!

TJ: Skip the gin. Sounds like you don't need it. Just say 'catferry' 3 x fast instead.

RG: WHAT? The cat stays in Texas? Meanie.

Cowguy: I believe your sheep and my dog were separated at birth.

Kathcom: Yup. That's DJ, moobs and all.

Skye: The only cat I've seen is one belonging to the whack job at the end of the street who has 7 or 9 cats, and one has a head permanently tilted. He stalks my bird feeders, but he has no depth perception and the birds know it.

DOM: Thank you for the correction on the speed thing. It is 46 mph, not 75. Damn. Think what fun you'd have on the deck of that thing if it was 75 mph! No hair dryer needed!

The CC: Proof once again that dogs rules. Save your ankles, get a dog.

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