...got lobstah?....

...Maine has to be my favorite to date...have I said that about each new place...he he...honestly, every place gets better and better...the drive from New Hamsphire to Maine was again a beautiful drive...we don't do a lot of planning on routes, we just plug in the Garmin and go and so far we have not been disappointed or lost...well, I take that back, once the Garmin took us to the wrong site, but we quickly found our way...we arrived in Boothbay Harbor region around 4:30 in the afternoon...first time we were rained on...it only lasted that evening...the next morning was hazy but nice...went into Boothbay Harbor and along with all the other tourists walked around and "shopped"...met Dan Dan the Lobster Man and booked a trip to go out with him to check his traps so we had to extend another two days at the camp...not a problem....went back to town and ended up in a 1946 bowling alley with tiny balls and "stick pins"...Bill said his dad had been a city champion of Atlanta back in his day...could not believe Karen was champion of the evening...she said she had never bowled before...had a great time...next day, Bill and I took off for Pemaquid Point to the lighthouse...what a treasure...thanks, Faith, for the tip...it was the most beautiful sight ever...we climbed all over the rocks and decided to take our friends back the next day...we had our first lobster at the Lobster Dock...soft shell and easy to peel...soooo good...took a drive into Camden...another harbor on the coast and had an afternoon meal at the Waterfront Restaurant....a different clientele from Boothbay...can you believe I got acquainted with a group of teachers having "happy hour" on a Friday afternoon...he he...no difference from state to state teacher groups...he he...as we were leaving a little ole man approached me and asked us to take him home...being Texas friendly, we did and found out he was a lawyer from Austin Texas...small world...Saturday had to be the highlight of the the trip so far...going out on the lobster boat...catching the buoy, hauling in the trap, rebaiting it and measuring and tagging the lobster...how cool was that...it didn't even matter that once again the Norwegian was the winner...he he...a wonderful time was had by all...we ended the day having a cup of New England clam chowder and a beer....I'm thinking next stop...Massachusetts...