Sunday Durelle and I and Cindy ventured down to New Harbor to visit our old stomping grounds and have lobster rolls at Shaw's, a fisherman's co-op. I have always been fascinated by the harbor at New Harbor...there is not a sail in the harbor. These are all working boats.
The stain on the side of the boat is from hauling many lobster traps over the gunwales. We later drove down to the Pemaquid Point light house. I have included pictures of that icon in previous posts. Today was too foggy to take a picture of it. While Durelle and Cindy were inside the Seagull shop buying cross stitch kits etc., I sat outside and watched for a more limited photo-op.
This fellow is keeping his tail feathers warm by resting on the chimney.
Later in the evening I took a couple of pictures of Penobscot bay from our campsite.
...including one of Durelle and Baxter on an evening stroll.
There may be nicer ways to spend a summer, but if so, this must be a close second. By the way, this past weekend spent with our two kids and daughter-in-law has to be one one the most enjoyable weekends ever. Monday morning we got up at 0400 to get Cindy to Bangor for her flight. Monday night we went to bed at nine and got up at quarter to nine! I think we are now back on schedule.