Looking out over the Atlantic |
Maine bedroom (sorry, someone had already plopped on the bed) |
Trying out the bunks |
Our cottage/cabin |
Near high tide |
Literally taken from sitting in bed |
Lobstermen coming to check their traps |
Alas, not the expected treasure box (collected by one of the cleaning crew) |
Just a piece of sturdy wood which became a cairn. |
Looking for animals, shells, rocks and other low-tide treasures |
Near low tide |
This interval was longer than 15 minutes. The rest are pretty close to that or slightly longer/shorter. |
Final one at high tide (3pm that day) |
Walking out along the breakwater in Rockland |
The booming lighthouse giving its mournful foghorn warning |
Looking back towards it |
Free Wednesday evenings at the Farnsworth Art museum. Awesome place. |
The tenacious lobstermen |
On the low-tide beach |
A family of ducks. There was also a loon but I didn't include the pic as it looked more like a Lochness monster |
Our view |
Sadly all good things must come to an end. We decided to drive back via Gloucester and Cape Ann area. |
Home again, home again, clippety clop |
OK, local people, can you tell where this is? Hint: it's in Georgia |
One for the Tennesseans |
Hint: this is a hospital and I-24 is visible in top rt hand corner |
Near where two freeways split/join - I-24/I-75 split |
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