To start with, today was a "Chamber of Commerce" day all along the coast...75 degrees, a soft wind and a clear sky. Before I start with our pleasant journey today, Let me show you another unusual RV. On previous, recent posts I have shown you the tiniest Airstream, and another tiny teardrop camper. Today I am going to show you a rig from the other end of the spectrum. Behold the Renegade!
This is a Class C. As a matter of fact he has been rejected at Class A only campgrounds. That second axle is not a tag axle. He has eight driven wheels back there. The long wheelbase moves the drive assembly well aft to support a heavy trailer, but the turning radius can be a problem in crowded campgrounds. This 45 foot Class C has a towing capacity of 45,000 pounds!
Paul and Judy Poythress picked us up at 1130. We headed south to Camden which was clogged with its usual Route 1 traffic. The first stop was the Waterfront restaurant, a long time favorite of ours in Camden.
We opted, of course, to eat on the deck. The Camden harbor is a never ending, changing scene of pleasure craft of all styles and sizes. Our lunch menu choices of entrees will give you a good idea of the sort of place it is: Lobster Cobb Salad, Crab Melt with Bacon and Avocado, a turkey wrap with everything but the kitchen sink, and I tried for the first time a grilled Portobello sandwich. More conventional fare was available, but we all felt a bit adventuresome. For appetizers I had some really wonderful, briny oysters on the half shell and Durelle had their famous clam chowder.
Here's a shot of the Cobb salad.
And here's my sandwich along with a four bean salad and a Dill pickle..
My oysters were also worth a picture.
This shot of Paul and Judy does not do them justice. They have been friends of ours for several years, and I hope they are not offended.
One of the most popular tourist events in Camden is a schooner cruise. Below is a picture of one of the schooners heading out.
We then wandered south along the bay. The Poythress' once rented a place in Camden. After they showed us their old, lovely house, we traveled less than a mile further south to the path to the Curtis Light. It is well hidden. The Poythress' did not even know about it. It now has a new, small (16 inch ?)sign.
It is less than a hundred feet to the bench with a wonderful view of the outer end of the Camden Harbor, Curtis Island and the Curtis Island Lighthouse Below are a couple.of nice pictures of the lighthouse.
From there we headed a bit further south to a large green, rolling farm which raises belted Galloway cattle. They are a horn-less breed from Scotland with heavy, rough coats and a distinctive coloring.
From there we came back to the campground and reveled in the end of the calm colors of a pleasant Maine evening.