You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall
Gone are the days of paying with quarters, especially not now that the hourly rate has gone up to $4. We have many memories of the Long Sands stretch of York Beach, Maine.
On our end of the state, the ocean parking is commonly free but the water’s too cold for swimming. Alas.
With the Camden Hills as a backdrop, a late afternoon fog rolls in over Maine’s Penobscot Bay.
For more schooner sailing experiences, take a look at my Under Sail photo album at Thistle Finch editions.
A state ferry conveys autos and passengers along the Fox Islands Thoroughfare as it links North Haven Island and the mainland on one of three daily runs. This shot was taken aboard the historic schooner Louis R. French last summer.
For more schooner sailing experiences, take a look at my Under Sail photo album at Thistle Finch editions.
Set out in your swimwear and hit the beach for a day in the water and sunning.
It’s too much on the chilly side, for starters. As for the beaches around here? They’re small, pockets of rocks and pebbles, mostly – rarely sand.
Dine out at a different restaurant every night. Not unless you want to drive a distance.
Go out dancing through the night. Midnight is 8 pm.
Just so you know what you’re in for.
We were passed by this sailboat. It still looks breathtaking and even scary.
Seen from a cruise aboard the historic schooner Louis R. French last summer.
For more schooner sailing experiences, take a look at my Under Sail photo album at Thistle Finch editions.
Here I am at the keyboard while overlooking Lubec Channel from a rented cabin at West Quoddy Station, a former U.S. Coast Guard lifesaving post. We needed to vacate our home for two days during its renovation, and we settled on this, still in sight of Eastport on the water to the north and yet a world away.
As seen from a cruise aboard the historic schooner Louis R. French on Penobscot Bay last summer.
For more schooner sailing experiences, take a look at my Under Sail photo album at Thistle Finch editions.
St. Andrews, New Brunswick, is an hour-and-a-half drive from our home, but it does strike us as a Providence, Cape Cod, kind of place in a somewhat more respectable vein. Get away from the tourist strip downtown and you’ll find this at low tide.
The land beyond is Maine, USA.
Our rocky shoreline includes sporadic pocket beaches, too. This one faces tiny Dog Island, shown below.
It’s rather modest, actually, but so classy all the same, befitting the schooner Louis R. French. It was at the top of the ladder from my quarters below.
For more schooner sailing experiences, take a look at my Under Sail photo album at Thistle Finch editions.
Jnana's Red Barn 