Fresh, it's a little like the aroma of raw oysters, which I love. Clean, fresh, salty, like the ocean. But after the trucks slop the trays out the back, the gurry oozes all over the hot black top, the soup bakes for an hour or so, and maaaaan,... doesn't it go off fast! But the visitors don't care. Cameras are everywhere in Rockport Harbor in the hands of Maine Media students taking classes like the kid in the foreground. A visiting woman peers into crates, the lobstermen pretend not to notice.