Stonington, part two.

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Walking around the village, there were ample rocks.

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This is the Maine coast after all.

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We walked the harbor… taking in the sights, sounds and random clumps of rope.

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It’s a place frozen in time and all the better for it.

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A few old buildings have been spruced up for overnight accommodations, but there are no chain hotels and not a Denny’s in sight.

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It’s first and foremost a fishing town, and unlike many of its southern brethren has managed to hold back the inevitable tide of “progress”.

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If you’re ever in the area….

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It’s definitely worth a look.

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