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York Cliff Walk … part five.

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The final section of my cliff walk saga ( but not the entire stroll) contains a monument.

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Which, considering it’s in Maine…. is perfectly fitting.

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I’ve known two lobsterman who lost their lives to the ocean. One was fishing alone and had his leg caught in a skein line. It dragged him overboard and he was drowned at 20 years old. The other went out one morning to haul traps and never came back. The sea claims its own.

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Around the memorial?

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A park we never knew existed, which ironically was the actual entrance to the cliff walk we’d inadvertently found. Never let it be said we don’t do things backwards.

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Oh look.. an informational plaque the husband had to read.

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Not that it wasn’t fascinating history…

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But I prefer to wander and explore. You never know what you’ll find.

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This time it was a heartfelt memorial bench. I love these and have often thought if my husband passes before me I’m going to donate one somewhere.

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This saying would be perfect, as he truly is my rock as well.

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One more clump of wild beach roses.

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A final look back…

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And we returned to the beach where we started.

A fabulous walk through a truly scenic area. If you’re ever in York Maine don’t miss it.

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York Cliff Walk… part four.

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Not all the sections of the cliff walk are on a cliff, some wind around overgrown trees and shrubs in front of empty houses.

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Most of the houses take their privacy seriously with thick stone walls.

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One even wanted to be a castle.

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And talk about discouraging visitors. Can you see it?

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Look closely.

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It’s a cannon.

If that doesn’t scare away the Jehovah Witnesses nothing will.

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Nearing the beach from which we originally entered, we caught glimpses of the ocean again.

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And a few more stone walls.

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This time with iron fencing.

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Ah….

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Views like this always lower my blood pressure.

To be continued….

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York Cliff Walk … part three.

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Walking through the tree tunnel….

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Brings you to a little beach entrance…

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And a beautiful home at the end of the trail.

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The path simply stopped. It dead ended and other than strolling across someone’s lawn, our only option was to turn around.

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With a last look at a perfectly placed hammock…

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We headed back the way we came and as always… noticed different things.

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The husband was mesmerized by this gravity defying stone and had to investigate.

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No adhesive, no bolts.

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Just the perfect combination of natural depressions and angles.

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Back on the path…

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I took time to love me some rocks.

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The striations, the colors.

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The wind blown ruined hairdo…

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It was all good.

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I do love my rocks.

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Quirky windswept trees have so much character.

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But watching where we were stepping became important in places. I don’t think this trail has been repaired for decades.

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York Cliff Walk .. part two.

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If you ever visit Maine you have to do one of the cliff walks. It’s a truly fabulous way to experience our coast up close and personal.

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Rugged, rocky and glorious.

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You won’t find many straight sandy beaches here and that’s just fine with me.

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Windswept and craggy is more my style. Look at that house! Pure perfection.

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If you don’t mind a little wind.

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The cliff walk is well named as you’re basically walking along the edge of a cliff.

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Some sections are wider than others but the views are all the same.

Beautiful.

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Was I in rock heaven?

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You betcha!

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I know it’s hard to tell but this is a photo of a bald eagle fishing the ocean.

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Such majestic creatures.

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Around this next bend was a beach.

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And nice we ducked through the trees…

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To be continued…

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York Cliff Walk ….. part one.

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After the pretty but oh so short Fisherman’s Walk path, we knew there had to be more to see so we continued onto the beach.

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Reaching the curve….

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We found another path.

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Knowing it wasn’t a continuation of our first walk but eager to explore new ground… we kept going.

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Past some fragrant wild beach roses.

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And up some large stone steps.

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Through some root bound trees.

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Where we caught glimpses of the ocean. Some of the walking was treacherous, but I’d figured out that we were on another of my bucket list trails – the York Cliff Walk – so we sucked it up and hiked.

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Nice.

Tell us when we’re already committed.

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To be continued…

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