Perhaps just at the beginning. We stayed two nights at Point Lookout and it was lovely. I believe we clocked in about five miles on the trails the first day there.
I had to take an occasional break. But the view at the top was worth it.
Cute parents. I love all that blue sky. And the colors going down to that blue water.
Later that day we did another hike to Knights Pond. Hadn’t been there before and it was quite serene.
Food.Let me tell you. The food in Maine is pretty much exquisite. And we love how they tell you that lobster is a dieters friend because it’s high in protein, low in fat and has all these good vitamins or whatever for you and then you just go and drown the poor thing in butter.
Gosh. My mouth is watering.
Two days into our trip we departed to Kennebunkport and that’s where we met and saw all those cool folks mentioned above. Bed and breakfast’s are a great way to meet some truly interesting people. Loved the English accents we ran into, conversing with the German couple who owned an automobile repair center (they prefer Volkswagen), the hilarious Canadian lady who was ‘just like a crow, went around looking for shiny things’, the gentleman who would not let his own daughter travel around the country at 35 weeks, and the other gentleman who reminded me of both my grandfathers and who had been at the bed and breakfast 32 times.
Yes, Kennebunkport was a great place, the b&b had bikes so we toodled around town, walked around town, ate around town, etc.
I had to take an occasional break. (Grama, the above picture is for you, I exclaimed several times at the hydrangea trees and felt sure you would have too. Perhaps I’m ignorant when it comes to hydrangea trees but these seemed enormous).
And at this. I’ve never seen a cuter fountain.
Here’s the Bush residence.Yes, we did eat dinner at the same restaurant as they; I have a very blurry picture of Barbara to prove this. The secret service had to tell dad to move along outside. (Dad had no idea what was going on, he was on the phone with Davey and thought all the clapping was for a retirement party).
We dropped dad and mom off at the airport in Portland on Wednesday, then enjoyed a few hours on a grassy knoll checking out the view and walking into town for some last Maine fare. Swell park.