"You got to put out pots in the hundreds now," says Young, "just to keep up. More pots, more floats, more diesel, more time out on the water." The problem is that the per-pound dockside price for lobster, allowing for inflation, hasn't risen in pace with the price of diesel, rope, and so on. As a result of this economic squeeze, territory has become a hot issue. Down at Casco Bay one year, one fisherman hauled up a pipe bomb; another, on Long Island Sound, was shot on his boat. That hasn't happened yet in the high Down East, but nonnatives who talk dreamily of a life on the water are apt to be regaled with tales of mysterious boat fires and traplines cut loose from their floats.