State 17:
Welcome to the next post in my series highlighting states we have visited throughout the years. I hope you will enjoy coming along for the ride!
I will be featuring the states alphabetically. The next state is
Maine
Maine became the 23rd state on March 15, 1820 and the capital is Augusta.
Twelve years ago, in our pre-RVing days, we flew to Maine to visit our daughter’s family while they were living in Biddeford for a short time. We arrived during the mud season, just before Easter. We stayed with them a few days and then took off in our rental car to explore a little bit of New England and Canada. We circled back to have some more grandson time before flying home.
On Easter Sunday, our then one year old grandson had his first Easter Egg hunt in the snow. Later we drove through the countryside to Ridley Farm for Maine Maple Sunday. In addition to raising dairy cattle, this family owned farm produces maple syrup. Our grandson got to see the cows up close and we got to see how the syrup is produced. We loaded up on bottles of their syrup to take home to Georgia.
Biddeford is located on the coast and we loved the rocky coastline. Even though it was cold, we had a great time enjoying the coast with our grandson.
We wandered around the coast of Maine, eating lobster rolls and blueberry pie, and finding lighthouses.
We spent some money at the LL Bean store in Freeport and stopped at several of the LLBean outlets along the way.
Our journey took us across this Cribstone Bridge to Cook’s Lobster House in Harpswell where we enjoyed lunch. If you guessed we tried their lobster rolls you would be correct.
A Bed and Breakfast in Bath was our home for a night. Dining at a waterfront restaurant and watching the ice flow down the river was a great way to end the day. A couple of the locals told us they make bets on when the ice will start to break up.
We visited Acadia National Park before it was officially open and had the park almost to ourselves. We walked along the ocean path above the water and listened for the loud boom of the waves crashing at the Thunder Hole.
We passed through miles and miles of forest as we traveled through the north Maine woods on our way to Kent and the beginning of U. S. Highway 1. I was on moose alert the entire time but the only we one we saw was crossing the road so far ahead of us to get a good look.
Wandering around Maine was such a great adventure. One of my favorite memories, though, is the sound of the Easter eggs cracking as our grandson dropped them one by one into his basket.
To read previous posts about the states featured in this series just click on the state name: Alabama Alaska Arizona Arkansas California Colorado Florida Georgia Hawaii Idaho Illinois Indiana Iowa Kansas Kentucky Louisiana
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