You thought you'd escape the last week of my vacation stories.
When you last saw us, we were sitting down to dinner in Maine after a lovely canoe trip on the Pemaquid River, quietly omitting the detail that we'd just eaten ice-cream cones.
The next day, my family -- Mom (Gramma Linda), Dad (Grampa Paul), Papa (Papa), Janet (Gramma Janet), me, C and J -- set forth, carefully allocated between two cars, and headed out the driveway, hung a left to get out of the "neighborhood" instead of heading deeper in to the Audubon, and hung another left ... and followed that road to the Rachel Carson Salt Pond Preserve .. where folks do "tidepool research on the shore of Muscongus Bay, near the southeastern tip of the Pemaquid Peninsula. This spot was designated as the Rachel Carson Salt Pond Preserve by the Nature Conservancy in 1966." The tide pools are formed when the tide goes out, leaving water in places from which it can't' drain out... and all sorts of critters and plants live there.
Here is some of the wildlife that lives in those tidal pools:
After about half and hour of wading in the tide-pools and looking at various kinds of periwinkles and dogwinkles (which, btw eat periwinkles and mussels), we loaded back into the cars, and headed farther along the lovely Maine roads
to Pemaquid Point, where I failed to take ANY pictures of the light house.
I was much more interested in the waves
and neat growth on the rocks
I took lots of pictures of the neat striations on the rocks - some delusion about designing a garment with this sort of thing in it...
How do rocks look so much like water? Could it be.... worn by water? Do we want to talk about water right now? I thought not. Let's look at my lovely daughters instead
You'd get beach pictures, as we left the rocks and drove around the bend to the Pemaquid Beach to dabble our toes safely, but you've already seen them from the other day. ... scroll back to previous posts for more beachly views.
After wading, we stopped in New Harbor for lunch at Shaw's Fish & Lobster Wharf. This is not only a fantastic place for lunch, and the place from which many of the boat tours (to see things like Puffins) leave, but my Dad swears that it is also a place where any number of scenes in The Perfect Storm were shot. The food was wonderful, and we went home full and happy, and took naps before dinner.
We left the next morning, and drove to Vermont ... where we did fun things, and I took more pictures, just for you!!! I'll leave you here with a few parting Maine shots, taken from my Mom's back porch.