Aug. 3
Freeport, ME
home of LL Bean. Man do we know how to
start a morning. Flipping on the coffee
as soon as we awakened, then next was our celebration breakfast of French
Toast. We weren’t celebrating anything
but we thought after driving over 1200 miles it was time for a smile in our
stomach. From there we proceeded to
downtown for our morning walk. The town
wasn’t awake yet but we didn’t care. Our
walk went down the main street and then out into some of the neighborhoods (did
I mention they were hilly?).
Their homes
are so beautiful! Narrow lots that go
way back allow for some really interesting home layouts. We were thoroughly impressed. Some of the stores have some “cool” names – “When
Pigs Fly” and “Mangy Moose” are two of them.
Next we
traveled to Portland, ME for a “look see” at one of the iconic light houses in the state, “Head Light House”. This a short trip that we were glad we
made.
This light house sits on a spectacular rocky point, the entrance to Portland harbor. As we looked around a yacht passed through. It must have been every bit of 100’ long and at least 4 decks. Looking around we see a set up for a foot race being constructed. Being the bashful person I am, I walked over and ask what was to happen. This is a run that was begun by Joan Benoit Samuelson (the winner of the first women’s Olympic marathon) several years ago and Saturday they expect over 6,500 participants.
While there,
I asked where we could try a lobster roll.
They pointed over the hill to a small mobile kitchen. The newspaper clippings on the kitchen showed
that this was one of the best locations in the state for a lobster roll. Jan and I made a “beeline” to the
trailer. When we got there the line was
getting long, so we thought this will be good.
Ordering a “Maine lobster roll”, we sat down and waited our order to be
called.
Again, we started talking with
others sitting and waiting. The people
up here may talk a little funny but they are really nice. Each person gave us great advice on things to
do and places to see.
From
Portland we headed back toward Freeport.
But it was early and Jan remembered one of the places that we had been
told of. This place is called the Desert
of Maine and is just a few miles out of Freeport. It is an old farm (late 1700’s) that was over
worked. Over the years the soil blew
away and sand covered it. Some of the
depths of the sand went to 90’. This
farm was 300 acres originally now it looks like nature has reclaimed about 70%
and is slowly becoming a forested area again.
To finish
out the day, we decided to visit LL Bean.
But on the way we stopped by a Ben and Jerry’s for ice cream. Shopping finished us off for the day.
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