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Monday, August 2, 2021

Around Winter Harbor, Maine

After dropping William off at home, we returned to Winter Harbor and spent a day getting to know the area on our own terms.  The view from our campsite was spectacular: 


While we couldn't have campfires at our site, the campground had a firepit that we used with William when he was with us --


-- and then with Brian (L) and Ron (R), two campers whose rig was parked next to us:


We hit it off with Ron and Brian and spent our happy hours and evenings with them.  Kathy did some more beachcombing at low tide on the beach below our campground and came up with quite a haul of beach glass, including some that William had found:


On Monday, July 26, we had breakfast with the guys at J.M. Gerrish, which offered up very tasty fare.  The owner knows Pearl, the proprietor of our campground, and as a consequence, we all had a friendly chat over breakfast.  Once we finished our repast, we parted ways with Brian and Ron and continued our walk around Winter Harbor.  It was still foggy, and the harbor had a mystical look to it:


From the harbor, we walked out two peninsulas and then out Grindstone Road to Grindstone Beach:


It had a look of the classic northern Maine coast, with pink granite boulders, fir trees, and mist along the shoreline:


At Grindstone Beach, someone(s) had constructed numerous Inuksuks for our enjoyment.  Informal public art is always welcome!


We did a little beachcombing and came up with little, other than this beautiful white oyster shell that was set off beautifully by a slap of mudstone on which it sat:


Here is a video we took at Grindstone Beach.  Note that Kathy is crawling at the beginning of the video.  Unbeknownst to David, the camera person, Kathy had slipped and fallen and was still struggling to get up when David started the video.  By the end of the video, Kathy was upright, mobile and shaking it off.

Our walk back to our campground was without further event.  But it just goes to show that life is dangerous, no matter what you do.  Thank goodness for evenings by the fire to soothe those aching muscles and bruised legs:



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