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
