Low key Camden

Trip Start Aug 05, 2009
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Trip End Aug 19, 2009


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Monday, August 17, 2009

We are now only a few days from the end of this New England adventure and we are in full relaxation mode. So much so that I'm hard pressed to recall much of what we've done in the last 24 hours! Let me give it a try...

Yesterday afternoon we poked around Camden and gave ourselves a little driving tour of Lincolnville a few miles up the highway. We wrote a few postcards later and then we were back at our favorite little restaurant again last night. The people-watching there is pretty good and they have good wine and draft beers so it's easy to while away some time there
  

Today we did even less. We had a nice lobster salad for lunch here in Camden at Linda Bean's Lobsters. We planned to order some blueberry pie for dessert but the waitress suggested that we go to a town down on the coast called Waldoboro -- there's a place there called Moody's Diner that she claims has the best blueberry pie around. So we hopped in the car and drove there. It was about a 30 minute drive and well worth it! Moody's opened in 1927 and moved to the present location in 1934 (after they moved Highway 1 a couple hundred yards inland). It is a classic diner right out of the movies! JB and Bertha Moody had nine children and at least the youngest of them, Judy Moody, still works in the diner and was there today!

We had some delicious pie -- well worth the drive. Afterward we drove to an alpaca farm that is about a mile from Moody's. The guy had a nice little shop where we bought some socks. His prices were outstanding and he has a little web site at www.alpacavillage.com. The trouble is, we could barely stand the guy, he was so arrogant. A really nice Canadian couple left the place, they found him so insufferable! 

Further back up the highway we stopped into another potter's studio. It was interesting but otherwise unremarkable. You do find characters when you go off the beaten path and in a place like this, you would expect it to be the potter. Not here. As we pulled up we saw a fellow near the studio dressed all in black. He ducked in out of site as we got closer...hmmm, the potter, perhaps? As we were getting out of the car, a young woman approached us. She "helps Richard" around the studio and as he wasn't in, she would show us the gallery. Okay. So she led us upstairs to a stuffy hot gallery and showed us his work. She and her husband (shocking in itself as she looked to be about 18 or 19 years old) live there as kind of apprentices to the potter. They had hitch-hiked from Texas to San Francisco a couple of years ago and they got matching tattoos in the City as a kind of souvenir I guess. As i looked at her more closely, I noticed that she was quite extensively tattooed and pierced. Just a local girl, freakin out her parents, I suppose.

We're back in our room now, getting some things organized for an early return to Portland tomorrow. We'll take the train from there to Boston and then fly home on Wednesday. Things have definitely slowed down for us and we're having a very nice visit. This has been, the locals keep telling us, the rainiest summer anyone can remember and yet we've not had a drop of rain on us other than a short thunderstorm one day while we were driving in Portland at the beginning of the trip. We've been blessed!

Now, without much effort, we have to figure out what to do for dinner... 

Stephne & Kevin 
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