Have you ever wanted to sell everything you own and just "take off?" Travel the country's back roads, paddle down a meandering stream, experience breath-taking mountain views, walk among 100-year old trees, and just marvel at America's beauty? That is the dream that my partner, Betsy, and I decided to make a reality. This blog describes our adventure. The food we eat, people we meet, sights we see, and the enjoyment we find in traveling.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

PEACEFUL, EASY FEELING

We just finished a 4-night stint in Georgetown Island, Maine. The campground was located right on Sagadahoc Bay just south of the city of Bath. The roads leading to the campground were bumpy due to a really bad asphalt patching job and the trees lining the road had not been pruned for a while (a job that is usually done by a hurried FedEx truck). As the motorhome rolled and glasses clinked, we slowly made our way down this 10-mile stretch of treachery all the time thinking that we have to come back this way to get out. So what brought us to this campground? The advertisement on their website that said they would deliver lobsters to campers. Guess whose idea it was to stay there?
We arrived only to find more potholes and a note on the door saying the camp manager was running errands. Within a few minutes, the camp manager (Eric) showed up. He saw us laboring down the road and knew we were his guests so he turned around to greet us. We were informed that we could have chosen any site we wanted (except for one that was already taken) since the park was not crowded. As we pulled into the campground, it hit us that this was the most spectacular view we had seen in a campground before. The tree-lined bay was dotted with islands with the Sequin Lighthouse standing proudly off in the distance. The bay was tidally influenced so everyday water rolled in and out. Low tide exposed clam flats and seaweed covered granite rocks while high tide made the bay even more beautiful with shimmering water and a kayakers dream.

The campground would not appeal to many people. There was no pool, no recreation center, no camp store, no restaurant, no horse shoe pits, no playground, no bath house, and many other amenities that we have grown accustomed to. And, there was no television. For 5 days and 4 nights we lived without television and how wonderful that was. I was able to finish my book on Antarctic polar exploration and start a Carl Hiaasen used paperback that I bought for fifty cents at the lobster pound. And Betsy finished reading her book, Earth by David Brin. In between pages I would look up and watch hard-working men dig for clams or seagulls bouncing on the water. The lack of amenities made the campground very relaxing and peaceful and an excellent place to park the moho “ house” for a number of nights.  Now that we are now in a new campground with television and I am fully briefed on the Wiener scandal, I think I will unplug the cable. 

Some pictures from the campground and Georgetown Island.
A morning walk at Reid State Park.
Reid State Park
Otter enjoying the cold water with the tide in.
The harbor at Five Islands town on Georgetown Island.
Look what we found in Five Islands?
Buildings from the early 1800's that have been restored to preserve the areas history.
The library.
The general store.
A statue of Chief Mahotiwormet (English name: Robinhood).  He was the leader of
the Abanaki Indians who inhabited the region.  The chief sold Georgetown Island to a white man
but remained in the region and lived peacefully with the white settlers.
Betsy and the Chief.
Sitting at the campfire, we watched the full moon rise and reflect off the water.
Reading.....a great thing to do on a rainy afternoon.
Digging for clams.
Not a bad view from the front window!
 Wildflowers growing around the granite boulders.
Otter running along the clam flats at low tide.  She even tried her hand at digging a few but was unsuccessful.


 











1 comment:

  1. So, did they deliver lobster? And how was it? Inquiring stomachs want to know!
    Great post - love the pictures of Otter. Years ago in Tacoma, WA, I taught our lab to did clams. But she couldn't tell the difference from the good ones and Horse clams. But she tried....

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