Past Camden

Trip Start Aug 04, 2012
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Trip End Aug 26, 2012


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Flag of United States  , Maine
Saturday, August 18, 2012

From Bangor we left to go back to the coast. But not after having breakfast in a restaurant that showed a grissly part of Bangor history. A large mural showed the firefight between the FBI and a threesome of hoodlums in the early 20th century. Two of the gangsters were killed outright, the third died a year later, (executed?). The gruesome detail was in the way the dead corpses were painted next to the central part, depicting the shooting. They were really on show, kept in position by some iron hardware. Bon appetit. We also made a photo outside on the very spot where it all happened, but the rain made it difficult to make a good shot.
The road east passed the Hancock Bridge over the Penobscot Narrows, near Fort Knox. The fort is not the one holding a bit of small change for the US government, but one protecting Bangor from attack from the sea. The new bridge has been opened since 2006; Google Earth still shows it as unfinished. It holds an observation platform high up. Next to it is the old bridge and the boys quickly spotted a big raptor sitting on the handrail, behind a chickenwire fence. One could move in such a way that the bird was in full view, and to my great surprise I could approach it step by step. Peregrine, juvenile, what a bird !!!!! Without getting too near I made some pictures, and then backed away. Another bird-'enthousiast' got too near, which allowed us to make some shots of the flying, loudly protesting, bird.
We arrived in Camden at about eleven AM. That cosy harbour needed to be explored a bit. Looking for ATM's, caffeine and camera shots. Again we were kind of leafing through a 3D-WoodenBoat catalogue. This actually is an area that can be considered almost as the centre of attention for WoodenBoat, a favoured bimonthly about.... well Wooden Boats. Many types of boats in the US have a bit of origin over here. Many of their covers were photographed in these waters. Robert took a picture of a wharf next to the harbor. He asked someone whether he had actually trespassed by ignoring a sign about the jetty being off limits. The answer was no, and it proved to be coming from a person that had leased that boatyard some some time. He had built two motorboats in there, both over fifty feet. On top of that he had used it to build a two-seater plane during a winter. He complained bitterly about the Federal Aviation Authority that needed two weeks each time to inspect every finished stage of the job. It took him the whole winter. Epoxy and fiberglass have to be heated to be properly set and harden. Imagine the heating cost for just one plane in a Maine winter. But this way the quality had been assured, much to the benefit of pilot and passenger, and people on the ground.
The Coast of Maine is beautiful with all the creeks and little bays, it reminded us of Scandinavia, its Fjords and islands. Everyone over there seemed to be linked to the sea and the waterways. You were either a fisherman, selling lobster, cooking lobster, transporting clams, building  boats, kayaking in between the islands or launching your motorboat to go fishing. A few people sail, many people float, simply messing about in boats. After setting up the tent we went to Port Clyde to have some lunch/dinner. Around dusk we were near the lighthouse, looking not only at that but also at Eiderduck and Black Guillemot and taking close looks at the rocks around.

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