I've missed all of you! We just returned from a camping trip in Maine. I realized after we left that I neglected to let you all know we were going! I'm sorry for going AWOL on you. I guess my brain was too cluttered with trip preparations. I brought back lots of pictures for you, and a few stories...
We camped at our favorite hideaway in Bass Harbor. It's a lovely, working harbor town off of the beaten path. Bass Harbor Head Lighthouse is just a mile's walk down the road to the waterfront. I love to climb out on the rocks and lose myself in the sound of the sea.
The lighthouse is now automated and maintained by the coastguard.
A day without fog or rain doesn't happen often. When the sun was shining, I took advantage.
Even on a sunny day, the lighting changes on a dime.
The harbour is so colorful.
There are lobster cages piled everywhere. Lobster fishing is the main industry here.
All of the waterfront properties are privately owned. The owner of one of them was kind enough to invite me to access the waterfront from his backyard. I think he was a fisherman.
He had the cutest cottage.
I'd like to live there! Isn't the crab cute?
I wish I would have noticed all the lobster buoys on that building. I would have gotten a closer shot.
A fisherman returns from the sea.
A well-worn vessel.
Beautiful flowers were in bloom everywhere.
The town museum is one of my favorite buildings. I love the cheerful, bright red color.
This is probably the most photographed scene in Bass Harbour. I had to stand in the middle of the road on a blind curve to get the shot.
The blue building on the left is a wonderful restaurant. My hubby and I had an unbelievably delicious seafood dinner there. We had a view of the harbor from our table by the window. It was raining that night, and the scene was very different. It looked like something out of an old novel about the sea...lonely and sad, but very picturesque.
A lone sailor makes his way home as night falls on the harbour.
I shot this one a few days before the rest of the photos. There had been quite a bit of cloud cover that day, so I was not able to get some of the brilliant sunset hues I was hoping for. Still, I love the ethereal look of this shot. This view of the lighthouse did not come without a price. In order to get a partial, frontal view, I had to climb part of the way down the cliff, and wait on a ledge for the sun to go down. I was in good company, as there were three other photographers occupying the same four square feet of granite. Climbing down wasn't too difficult. The climb back up proved to be a bit more of a challenge. It's easy to get disoriented and lose track of the best route back to the top. On the lower levels, the rocks were still wet and slippery. I was grappling hand over hand, finding any crack or crevice to hold onto. It's a bit difficult to manage camera equipment while making the treacherous climb. At one point, one of my lens covers fell eight feet into a crevice. I debated for awhile whether or not to climb back down and retrieve it. I decided to go for it. Eventually, I made it back to the top. Now I know why photographers do crazy things to get a shot. It seems as though I've become one of them :)
I have much more to share with you later this week. God bless you all, and again, I apologize for my unannounced absence.
Until next time,
