Camden, Maine - June 2003

You can see by the looks on both Carolyn and Teton's faces that it was hot and muggy the morning we climbed Mt Megunticook, but the view was gorgeous. It must have been nearly 1000 feet above the bay and even with the haze, I could see the wide open space like a great plain and the islands in the distance. It reminded me of Utah looking from the foothills over the Great Salt Lake. The panoramic views of the west are pretty rare out here in New England. I decided then to mark Camden, Maine in my list of favorite places.

The trail up the mountain was marked as "2" for difficulty in my Hiking New England guidebook and it was only about a mile and a half or so, but quite steep.

Here I am before a monument built in 1899 to honor those who died in the "Great Rebellion". For my relatives in Missouri and Tennessee, that was the "War of Yankee Aggression".

We spent most of the day hanging out in this park. There must have been 5 professional photographers out there hustling people to get a portraits taken. You can see by the way I'm dressed and the shadow on my face, that I was in no condition for a nice portrait. Next time I go, I'll remember to look nice when I hang out in the park and we can all take a family picture. (Carolyn doesn't need to be reminded to look nice - she always does, and Teton doesn't really care).

Camden is a working fishing village and all day fishermen brought fresh fish and lobster off the boat directly to restaurants along the wharf.

Teton is watching the fishermen bring their catch into the restaurant with great interest. We got a whole lobster for dinner, but he just licked it but wouldn't eat it. I ended up having to eat it because lobster is too good to waste. Carolyn was grossed out but she's used to it by now. I always say that a dog's mouth is cleaner than a human's mouth.

Teton met a friend on the dock named "Bosun". I had to look this up but according to Webster, "bosun" is a variant of "boatswain" defined as:
  a petty officer on a merchant ship having charge of hull maintenance and related work.
Well "Bosun" used his position of influence to gain us passage on a 75 foot sloop named the Appledore, and we were happily sailing on the Penobscot bay. I just kept thinking, damn, this is so far from Salt Lake City, if Teton's dog friends could just see him now.