Things to do in Rockland, Maine
Rockland has a number of events throughout the summer season. One of the big ones is the Lobster Festival, held the first weekend in August. While we have made it to the festival twice, we will not make it this year. There is the North Atlantic Blues Festival, which we will also miss, but just barely.
Mostly we just wander around town, talking to whomever we find who can spare a few minutes and see the sights. Being on foot, we are a bit more limited in where we can go in a day. We are both finding it gets easier with practice.
Places to visit: the Farnsworth Museum has works by various Wyeths.
The Maine Lighthouse Museum (which has since moved into a new building closer to Harbor Park) has wonderful exhibits of lighthouse lenses.
The Rockland Breakwater Lighthouse is out on the end of a mile long granite breakwater built to protect the harbor from stormy seas. For the runners in the crowd, there is a 7.5 mile "Light to Light Run" starting at the Owl's Head Light and ending at the Rockland Breakwater Light June 18. (We should be just leaving Bermuda to come home.)
posted by Fiddler @ 8:16 PM
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Hello from 49 degrees, 52 minutes North, 124 degrees 33 minutes West...0810 hrs, PDT.
Our May long weekend (the Queens's official Birthday) is, as you know, the weekend prior to yours. The increased boat activity made the view from our livingroom window more varied than usual. The rainy weather meant strong SE winds which also gave us more sailers than stinkpots to watch. But the last three days have been the most interesting. Monday evening we watched a black-hulled Holland America cruise ship headed south. It was not large by the standard, probably no more than 1000 passengers. These ship are on the Alaska run, and usually sail up the wider channel close to Vancouver Island. But occasionally, when the sea lanes are clogged (at CFB Fairwinds the navy cadets were doing drills all week) they use the mainland channel,which was what gave us a close view from the window. Yesterday I watched a ketch -- looking to be a tad shorter at the water line than yours -- racing wing on wing ahead of the wind. It was probably headed for Lund, just north of us, for it was pulling its dinghy. Although the dinghy was bouncing with great enthusiasm from white to white cap, the ketch moved steady on the horizon as it was travelling at quite a clip. I thought of you, and then went on with my day. This morning the sea lions are quiet, and a large shrimper is setting traps at the fishing grounds below us, the hot pink buoys trailing out from her stern. Soon the season will be over and the sea hunters will be on to the next catch. It reminded me of change and the seasons, and to make an entry here, and say g'day.
So... g'day!
Walk in Beauty,
Jay
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