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Ogunquit Cliff Walk… part 4

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It’s amazing how many different things you see when you turn around and head back the same path.

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Beautiful coastline walking south, beautiful coastline walking north. It never gets old.

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Wish I could say the same for my hairdo which was looking a bit worse for wear after battling the constant wind.

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Sparse lone trees.

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Craggy, rock filled shores.

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Oceanfront backyards.

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One desecration of nature, because humans can’t help being destructive.

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The Atlantic Ocean.

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Strategically placed benches.

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The Cliff Walk has it all.

To be continued….

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What cod be better?

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On the way to the commissary in Bangor the other day we were disappointed to find our favorite little diner closed for lunch. This sent us searching far and wide for something quick other than the awful fast food chains. Pulling off the highway at the small town of Newport, we took a chance on a place called Anglers.

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Despite the name, (Newport is neither new… incorporated 1814… nor a port anywhere near the water) I didn’t hold out much hope for fresh seafood.

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The restaurant is a dressed up family diner but damned if they didn’t make a nice cocktail.

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An Absolute Citron deckhand lemonade. Quite refreshing.

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I went with the smaller ‘minnow’ portion of fried shrimp and was pleasantly surprised. Fresh, light and perfectly cooked. Husband had a nice clam chowder and broiled scallops which he said were equally good. But the thing that really rocked my world and made me do more than merely contemplate returning?

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.99 cent drafts. And my husband doesn’t drink Budweiser, this was a Maine craft beer called Allagash White which normally costs him $7 -8 a glass. We wondered if this was a serious senior discount, a special price for veterans, or the waitress just made a big mistake. On the way out we asked… and were told all drafts are .99 cents, all the time.

Needless to say this will now be our go to lunch destination before the monthly commissary run.

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My happy place!

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It’s that time of year again.

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Frost danger is past and it’s time to plant!

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There are two places I could easily spend an entire paycheck… book stores and nurseries. Which is probably why my husband tends to accelerate when ever we drive by them.

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But this trip I made with a girlfriend and okay, I had to go back for a second cart after I filled the first.

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I really should have bought this shirt….

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But I had to show some restraint.

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It’s a blogging miracle.

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A project was just finished at Casa River.

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Without a word of nagging or litany of snarky comments from yours truly.

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Yes boys and girls, somewhere in Maine pigs are flying.

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Because the backyard stone wall rebuild is finished… and the only reason I can give is the fact that I blogged about it.

So if you sent positive completion waves and good juju? I thank you.

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As does Lord Dudley for the fresh patch of rolling dirt. And if finishing a project he started in less than a year wasn’t shocking enough?

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I came home a few days later to a freshly laid patch of sod. Which he hasn’t watered once, but hey…. one miracle at a time.

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Ogunquit Cliff Walk .. part 3.

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And we’re walking….

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Along one of the prettiest stretches of Maine coast.

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Many private homes line the Cliff Walk and while they all have stunning views, I can’t say I’d want a constant throng of tourists marching past my back door every day.

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A quick video to give you a feel for the place.

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When you near the end of the 1.25 mile stroll you enter Perkins Cove.

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Once a thriving artists colony…

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It now houses two waterfront restaurants and a large parking lot.

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We took advantage of the former, Jackie’s Too.

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Our table was perfect.

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The basil lemonade? To die for.

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Unfortunately the chowder was sub par. Creamy and clam filled, but completely bland and flavorless.

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Husband had tiny and completely over cooked soggy mussels while I fought my way through a husk filled Caesar salad with dried out grilled chicken. $112 later we vowed never to return… to eat. The bar had a great view and the cocktail was fabulous.

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Fueled up, we turned around and headed back to the Cliff Walk.

To be continued….

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Let’s play.

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Because we can all use a little levity.

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Living in the country probably gives me the advantage here, but you never know… some of you have backyard alligators and I can’t top that.

My list of chasers;

A chicken. Don’t laugh, they’re quick and vengeful little buggers.

A billy goat. I barely escaped with my posterior intact… although now that I think of it, a little less of that wouldn’t be a bad thing.

A skunk. Thankfully they don’t have very good eyesight … I lost him behind a shrub.

A mockingbird. Never underestimate the ferocity of this bird. He used to dive bomb our poor cat on a daily basis.

A snapping turtle. Granted I didn’t have to run very fast with this one, but those jaws can snap your finger like a twig.

A bat. Was he actually chasing me? I don’t know, but he was trapped in our house and I didn’t take the time to find out.

And finally, an elk who chased me around our car. I was photographing a herd in the Smoky Mountain National Park from a far off, safe distance when a lone female came up from behind and let her displeasure be known.

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I don’t recommend that experience.

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So how about it? Who’s been chasing you….

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What’s blooming?

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This week it’s rhododendrons.

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I’ve planted red and white but for some reason only the pink survives.

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I’d like a little color variation but the bumblebees don’t seem to mind.

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My stone wall bed is looking a little bare. Proof that no matter how many flowers you buy, it’s never enough.

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Out back, it’s Japanese iris time.

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They’re such a vibrant color it’s a shame they don’t last longer.

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Peonies are budding in the background and will be popping shortly.

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News you can’t use.

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Admit it, you look forward to these.

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And I thought our cat was spoiled. Geesh!

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New Yorkers are an inventive lot and will try to sell you almost anything. A Pier 17 rooftop? Sure, why not….

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I have never in my life wanted to play golf, until now.

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I should. I really should….

And because I’m thoughtful blogger who always thinks of her friends, you can as well.

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Cheers!

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