What a weekend! My friend George and I drove six hours to Rockland, Maine, for a press tour hosted by Historic Inns of Rockland. On the way up he noticed a growing red ring on his shoulder from a tick bite, and you know what that means — or you should anyway.
We called Rockland Hospital and they said to come in right away. In less than an hour George had his medicine and we were on our way. That’s Maine for you. No nonsense.
Saturday we went out with a lobsterman and hoisted some traps and learned about the amazing life cycle of the world’s favorite crustacean. We hit the Lighthouse Museum, the Farnsworth Art Museum, and Farnsworth Homestead and three historic B&Bs. Then we took a harbor cruise through the charming little islands around Rockland Harbor and dined on lobster and other delicacies. Thankfully the seas were calm as a mill pond. It was a great chance to meet some interesting Rockland residents.
Sunday we got up at 5:30 am to go fishing for striped bass up the St. Geoge River (yes, I caught one) and got back in time for breakfast. Then we took a sail in the Bay on the schooner (or is it a ketch?) Morning in Maine, visited the Puffin Center (don’t miss it!) and the Transportation Museum (WWI aircraft, old cars and lots of other cool stuff). On the way out of town we stopped at the Maine State Prison craft store, which has lots of great stuff for sale.
We also stopped at North of the Border in Wiscassett, where I got a nifty garden sculpture for my mom, who made me bookish. Thanks Mom! Then it was off down the Maine coast on US 1 and back to Sunderland.
Lots of fun, but I’m exhausted.