Fulltiming Since January 2008 travel blog

Camden, Maine

Yankee Soldier in Camden, Maine.

Belfast, Maine (after we crossed the bridge).

It was foggy in Belfast today.

Looking out to a foggy sea in Belfast, Maine.

The house of author Stephen King.

Stephen King's front gate... see the spiders and bats in the wrought...

The facts about the next picture...

Paul Bunyan in Bangor, Maine.

We woke this morning with the plan that we would simply “go where the road takes us... as long as it is headed north”. So up US-1, along the coast, we drove with the windows wide open and enjoying the refreshing ocean breeze. We drove through many of the towns we had seen on our “Great Maine Coast Adventure” last month and marveled at how much busier and bustling the towns are now that tourist season is in full swing! We did make a few stops to take pictures (and a couple stops for Blayde’s comfort) but mostly we simply drove along the coast enjoying the sights, scents, and each other's company. We ultimately ended up in Bangor for lunch.

Once in Bangor (and after lunch) I wanted to go see the house that author Stephen King lives in so Willie pulled out the map and the tour book and off we went. Mr. King lives in a pretty red house with a front gate befitting an author of such frightening horror novels. Other “shutterbugs” were in front of his home taking pictures, too, so I tried to be a discrete fan, snap a few pictures, and then depart the scene quietly. It must be odd having people outside your home taking pictures of your house simply because you write books that can only be read with every light in the house turned on!

After seeing downtown Bangor we also stopped to see the Bangor Paul Bunyan statue (said to be the largest of Paul in the world). The statue is huge and, try as I may, I could not get the big black crow sitting on Paul’s hand, way above my head, to pay me any mind when I tried to “shooo” it away for the picture... so forget the stories of Paul and his “Babe the Blue Ox”, my pictures show Paul Bunyan and his “pet crow”.

We then moseyed our way back to the Skowhegan area, via back roads, stopping for a delicious dinner (I had the yummiest honey butter baked scallops ever!) and returned to the campground in time to visit with friends and enjoy a giant bonfire down by the recreation hall. What a fun way to spend my days off as we are truly enjoying this “fulltiming” lifestyle!

Happy Travels, Rebecca

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