The aptly named lobster boat Touch of Gray—designated a F/V (Fishing Vessel) by the U.S. Coast Guard—motored up from her mooring in Cape Porpoise on a late July morning that felt more like early fall. Low clouds hung over Camp Ellis as an easterly wind swept across the water. She would soon slip past the granite blocks of the Camp Ellis jetty and into Saco Bay, where the captain’s day’s work waited among the lobster traps. This is coastal Maine, where the morning commute is often measured by tides and harbors rather than highways, carpools, or public transportation.