Experiencing the Portland Head Lighthouse was wonderful, but it was just the start of our day. While in line to get the tickets to enter the lighthouse, the locals had great fun suggesting all the places we just had to visit, even to where we should get dinner! First, we definitely wanted to see a couple more lighthouses. At this point, we had learned one thing about Maine. It took much longer to get anywhere than anticipated. The folks in Maine know how to set speed limits and they all follow them, unlike where we live. Lighthouses tend to be on the coast and it’s not a straight shot up the coast, but rather driving for a long time out one ragged finger, look at a lighthouse, drive back up the finger and out another one to see the next lighthouse…all at a slow speed. 🙂 Our next stop was Spring Point Ledge Lighthouse.
As we approached Spring Point, we were greeted by a lovely lady handing out souvenir tickets. Next we were given history of the lighthouse by a man standing at the end of the jetty. Walking and jumping over the granite boulder jetty was harder than it first looked, but we finally got to the end only to have to wait in line for the privilege of going into the lighthouse. On each floor, volunteers explained all about the lighthouse until we finally reached the top. It was not a very tall one, but very interesting none-the-less.
Again, we had to drive a bit and arrived just five minutes before open lighthouse was over at 3:00. The GPS took us on extremely rough back roads to get to Doubling Point Lighthouse. We were glad we were in Sherman, our tough truck! We parked Sherman and ran down the path to the boardwalk. Yes! We were just in time to enjoy the view from the lighthouse.
Matt decided to hunt for a geocache there on the grounds, so I attempted to sketch the lighthouse. I have always wanted to sit outside and sketch or paint and this seemed the perfect time. I only had about 5 minutes, so I hurriedly sketched away.
The day was drawing to a close, but supper had to be found. At the beginning of the day, our friends from the line had told us that we just had to get “lobstah” at Cook’s. So, off to Bailey Island we drove. This was such a pretty little island, one with an abundance of photographic opportunities. To reach the island, you must traverse the only granite block cribstone bridge in the world. It lets the tide go through and I had never seen anything like it. Quite astounding.
We crossed this lovely bridge and found our supper spot, Cook’s Lobster House. I told the waitress that I had never really had lobster before, at least not that I can remember. She enjoyed explaining just how to eat one.
Oh, was that lobster good! I declared that I wouldn’t even bother with crabs anymore! Not near as much work for the amount of food! Of course, I suppose lobster is just not as good anywhere else when you haven’t been looking at lighthouses all day. Here was our view during dinner.
I was using a book called, “The Photographer’s Guide to the Maine Coast” by David Middleton and Bruce H. Morrison. In the book, they told of a pretty little fishing shack that was decorated with buoys. We searched for a bit and found the shack. But it looked like it had fallen on hard times since they had taken their photo. Now you can see right through it, but it was still a scenic spot.
What an amazing day in Maine! What a blessing Open Lighthouse Day had been for us. And we still had more days in Maine yet to enjoy.