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Sebasco Resort, Phippsburg, Maine

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Consisting of 450 oceanfront acres , there are ample opportunities for strolling.

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The resort itself spreads out in various areas with various types of buildings… and gives you a feeling of stepping back in time.

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Individual cottages straight out the 1950’s are across the road from modern condos.

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And everywhere you look there’s something photo worthy.

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The rugged Maine coast is on full display. No wide sandy beaches in this neck of the woods.

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The resort has their own cruise boat and offers scenic tours of the area.

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And naturally my husband had to strike up an hour long conversation with the boat’s captain.

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Ever spent the night in a lighthouse inspired suite? You can here.

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And it’s right across from a moonlit dancing lobster. What more could you want?

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Low tide.

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Another cottage.

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The cove.

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Ahhh…. Maine.

It never fails to lower my blood pressure.

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When it’s a beautiful day in Maine…

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You head for lunch on the coast.

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And this time we picked Sebasco Resort in Phippsburg.

There are two restaurants on site, but unfortunately the nicer one with the full menu was closed due to Covid era short staffing.

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So we made do with The Ledges pub.

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The outdoor patio area was filled with tourists so we had to sit inside… but the views were just as nice.

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As were the cocktails. Two basil refreshers later, it was time to order.

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We both started with the clam chowder which was good, but I’m a Mainer and quite picky about giving two thumbs up to chowder.

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Husband had a perfectly prepared baked haddock with white wine and butter…

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But my fried scallops were less than satisfactory. The batter was thick and way too crunchy… and Holy Hell, dripping in enough grease to lube two cars and a pick up truck. Blech.

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If I’d been able to open the window I would have fed them to this fellow.

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Thankfully the pub redeemed itself with a nice wild Maine blueberry pie a la mode.

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After our meal we attempted to walk off the pounds.

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To be continued….

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Operation dinner out.

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We took a drive out to Harpswell for a waterfront meal the other night.

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To a great restaurant at one of our favorite locations.

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Dolphin Marina.

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It’s an out of the way place…

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With wrap around coastal scenery.

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Unfortunately it was Saturday night, the tourists were thick and the wait for an outdoor or water view table was over an hour. And if you’ve ever gone out to dinner with my husband, you know that means forgoing the views and eating at the bar.

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I was disappointed, but a few Honey Gin Slippers later?

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Life was good.

Dolphin is famous for their epic blueberry muffins which are served with every meal.

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Luckily my other half didn’t eat his and I had it for breakfast the next morning.

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Dinner started with garlic and white wine mussels for hubby.

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And a lovely lemony Caesar salad for me.

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The husbands Parmesan crusted haddock was tasty but surprisingly thin.

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But my pan seared scallops with basil cream sauce and asparagus on homemade pasta was stellar.

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So if you’re ever in the area, drop in.

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But go off season…. when you can get decent seating and enjoy a better view than the bartender and a row of empty bottles.

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(Extra points for anyone who can name the movie from which I pilfered my post title.)

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The Cribstone Bridge

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When it’s a beautiful summer evening in Maine? You head to the coast for dinner… and since we hadn’t been there in a few years, we drove to Cooks Lobster and Ale House.

In order to get to the Island where it’s located, you drive over the world famous Cribstone Bridge.

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Why do I say world famous? Because it’s literally the only one in the world.

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Built in 1927 of stacked granite blocks held together by gravity alone, the unique design allows high tides and rough seas to pass through freely.

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It’s a marvel of engineering and has had only minor repairs since it’s construction nearly a century ago.

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We tend to take it for granted in these parts but it’s actually a major tourist attraction.

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Of course the beautiful coast of Harpswell and Orrs Island don’t hurt either.

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Quintessential Maine fishing villages. Small, rugged and built to last.

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Onward to the restaurant… past stacks and stacks of lobster traps.

To be continued.

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Camp Ellis

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We took a scenic drive down south the other day and ended up at Camp Ellis. A tiny spit of the Maine coast that suffers greatly during storms and high seas.

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So much so that their beach front is now mostly rock and concrete.

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Erosion is threatening homes and drastic measures are being employed. Because when your front lawn looks like this?

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You know something has to be done.

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I constantly wonder why people even bother. The sea will come, and nothing man can do will stop it.

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Waterfront living is wonderful, but water in your living room… not so much.

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Sweet, Fleeting Season in Camp Ellis

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Still showing a girl a good time.

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My husband, the king of romance.

Since we haven’t done any traveling this year due to the global plague, my wonderful spouse suggested we take a ride up the coast one warm afternoon last week. I readily agreed and dressed appropriately.

I was a little surprised to hear him pulling the truck out of the garage instead of the Beemer, but he loves that old thing and I figured he wanted to run her for a spell.

I should have known.

Where did my thoughtful husband take me on our relaxing ride up the coast?

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To one of the few remaining bring anything and everything you want to throw out dumps that are still open during the pandemic.

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And while I’m thrilled there are still things he’s willing to relinquish, this wasn’t the leisurely waterfront cruise I had in mind.

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Romance.

I think it’s well and truly dead.

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The very definition of random.

 

Let’s start with a beautiful picture I snapped the other night when we took a ride up the coast.

 

 

Maine summer on the ocean.

You can’t beat it.

 

 

Our neighbor invited us over to see their tree house up close and personal.

 

 

Yes, the tree adjacent tree house I complained about in my blog a while back.

So… which one of you weasels ratted me out?

 

Adverbs.

Or rather, the death of them… is driving me to drink.

 

 

Real delicious?

Make the next one a double.

 

 

Grocery store bouquets.

 

 

Because sometimes a girl just has to buy herself flowers.

 

 

Socks… for my table?

Wonder if the dryer will eat those as well.

 

And finally, because you know I couldn’t resist….

 

 

You’re welcome.

Coulda, woulda, shoulda…….

 

If if it wasn’t for this nasty Coronavirus:

I could have been spending a nice long weekend here.

 

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A beautiful and rather expensive resort on the Maine coast.

I would have been walking these vast halls….

 

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On the way to our timeshare condo  (which go for up to $700 a night in the summer, but which I snagged at the bargain basement off season price of $300 for 4 nights as a surprise for the husband’s birthday) ….

 

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I should have been sitting here…

 

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Fresh out of the hot tub with a cocktail and an ocean view.

I could have, would have, and should have been doing all of those things. But instead I’m stuck inside the house blogging while hiding from an invisible bug that wants to kill us all.

That’s just wrong.

It’s supposed to be almost 60 degrees today, a rarity for March in Maine.

I could have been walking here :

 

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The Rockport breakwater, which leads to….

 

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It’s very own teeny tiny lighthouse.

It’s cute damn it! And I should have been taking photographs for a future blog.

But no.

 

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I won’t be eating at one of the resort’s 2 restaurants.

 

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Or having a cocktail at the ice bar.

 

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Granted, that would probably have been slush by tonight…  but still!

I could have, should have, would have been enjoying it all.

But I did the right thing and cancelled the trip so I can social distance, or shelter in place, or avoid the plague…. whatever they’re calling it these days.

But that doesn’t mean I have to be happy about it.

 

 

 

 

Cape Cod Day 4, Edgartown (and because you knew there had to be some…. rocks.)

 

First stop on Martha’s Vineyard?

 

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Edgartown.

 

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A beautiful place to visit…

 

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A nerve wracking place to drive.

 

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The streets are narrow and many of them one way.

 

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Which is charming…. until a delivery truck blocks your only egress.

 

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But let’s get back to beautiful.

 

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Park your car and walk…

 

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Because that’s the only way you’ll discover all the wonderful nooks and crannies in town.

 

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Since we were there in November, off season…

 

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We practically had it all to ourselves.

 

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Full of old world charm…

 

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And coastal breezes…

 

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I highly recommend an extended stroll.

 

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And the required clothing souvenir from the Black Dog.

 

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(Okay, I bought 3… so sue me.)

I could have easily walked and shopped all day but the husband will only tolerate so much of that.

So we headed out.

 

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And drove past mile ….

 

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After mile….

 

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After mile…

 

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Of stone walls.

 

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Seriously, I thought they would never end.

 

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Some houses had them in the front, to the sides and around the back.

 

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Some sections of the road had them lining both sides.

 

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And speaking as someone from Maine, which has it’s own fair share of stone walls…

 

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I must say, this section of the Vineyard put us Mainers to shame.

Cape Cod, Day 2… JFK memorial park, the beach and some grazing geese.

 

Close to the harbor we found a nice beach…

 

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Framed by those lovely shingle sided homes that are so typically Cape Cod.

 

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And quintessentially coastal New England.

 

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I’ve always loved them.

 

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Up from the beach?

 

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Canada Geese, lined up like bowling pins.

 

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I love me some goosers!

 

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And behind the goosers?

 

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The JFK memorial.

 

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On this day, quiet…

 

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Reverential…

 

 

 

And filled with grazing geese.

 

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I imagine this park is packed during the summer….

 

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But happily we had it mostly to ourselves that day.

 

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Well, us….

 

 

 

And 17 adorable water fowl.

 

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