A day of exploring the tentacles of Mid-Coast Maine. Rugged, rocky and salty tough. Lobsters everywhere – as common as you like. Mixed up little things with its brain located in its throat, its nervous system in its abdomen, its teeth in its stomach and its kidneys in its head. They were once regarded as the poor man’s protein, fed to prisoners and used as pet food. How quickly things change from rags to riches.

Another glorious morning

Swing time

A walk around Saltwater Farm Campground

Driving along Route 32

Typical Maine coastline

Lunch stop

Glorious sunny day

Happily waiting for lunch

Selfie

Nothing to write home about, best part of lunch was the company

At least it was fresh off the boat

Baby Boy O seemed to think it was finger licking good

Car park change after a big poopsplosion

Off to the light house

It wouldn’t be Maine without a lighthouse…

…fog bell…

…or a rocky coastline

Risky business

View from the lighthouse museum which houses a stuffed 28 pound lobster

We took it in turns to see the lighthouse. On return Baby Boy O was wailing. What did daddy do to you?!

Which quickly turned into his first big laugh

It was all rainbows and unicorns and ice cream after that
Yesterday’s post: Ice Bucket Horsing Around
Tomorrow’s post: Long Walks in Owl’s Head and Rockland