Hooray, Maine

Trip Start Sep 19, 2013
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Trip End Oct 07, 2013


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Tuesday, September 24, 2013

We awoke to a cool, windy, overcast day and bundled up accordingly. The wind was strong, which made 59* seem quite chilly. Portland, located on Casco Bay, is a small town of 65,000 and the buildings along the port are old and quaint. We walked along the street to peruse the artists booths and tourists shops, then headed back to await the arrival of Peter Pitegoff, Bruce and Patti's baby cousin, (60).

Smiles abounded as Bruce, Alan and Patti saw Peter, whom they haven't seen in twenty-five years. After hugs and hellos, we piled into his car for a tour and a trip to a fancy Inn. Conversation was rich and interesting as the cousins caught up on kids and grandkids.

We drove through old small villages to the Cove of Prouts Neck. Huge and beautiful homes and cottages dotted the area. Black Point Inn is the sole remaining guesthouse from a group of cottages built in the 1870s. The inn provided casual but very elegant summer living to many regular clientele.

The area was named by the explorer, Samuel de Champlain, because the pine trees and rocky shore appeared very dark when approached from the sea. The area was a summer retreat for the Native Americans, prior to being colonized. The Natives fought hard for the land but the settlers won. The third attempt to settle was successful and the first Inn was a three room shack, where one could find a meal and a bed.

In the late 1800, word spread about the beautiful area which led to the building of Black Point Inn.  In 1923, the inn was enlarged and fancy guest cottages were added for railroad presidents and other wealthy people. Following Prohibition, the Inn's Oak Room became Prouts Neck's first cocktail lounge.

The inn continues to be frequented by the wealthy and the famous along with well-known politicians. We dined well and The Millers enjoyed their first taste of lobster on this trip.

Our next stop was to Cape Elizabeth and to Ft. Williams, once a military outpost for coastal defense. It is now the home of The Portland Head Light, Maine's oldest lighthouse, first illuminated 1/10/1791. Here we found the tribute to Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, native son. He referred to Portland as a "Jewel of the Sea." The rocky coastline of Maine was clearly visible at the lighthouse.

Peter dropped the shoppers, Alan, Patti and me off up the hill of the little town so we could wander the shops. Bruce happily returned to the ship.

Please note the picture of me with a Starbucks cup in my hand. Did I say it was cold?  Well, here's the proof, even I got something hot to drink.

We had a delightful day.

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