Geographically speaking though, I'm told the towns of Bucksport, Lubec, Calais, Eastport, Machias, Bar Harbor, Blue Hill and Ellsworth are "Downeast". That's where we are at this point in time.
We're rendezvousing with friends we met here in August 2010. The late summer weather is generally mild in these parts and we look forward to seeing familiar faces, so here we shall stop for awhile. We arrived on a Thursday and by Saturday night we found ourselves enjoying another fabulous "Lobstah Feast".
The group of friends here were met at Shady Oaks Campground near Bucksport. One of the couples bought a campground here in Ellsworth and the other couples joined him here last year. Because we have dogs (didn't in 2010) we can't camp at Shady Oaks.
It was great to re-connect with Errol, his wife Lori, their daughter, Maddie and her best friend, Allison. They're all true "Down East-a's" and genuine "lobstah" people who do not pronounce "R's". (More 'bout that later.)
|L to R: Lori, Errol, Maddie, Allison and Donnie (photobomber)|
|Gleason, Barbara and their son, Tim.|
|Donnie holding lobstah; Errol in the background.|
|Errol with a bowl of hot steamed clams, Donnie and Wayne (in the "Butter Me Up" lobstah bib).|
|A feast for the eyes!|
|Steamed clams. Fresh today!|
|Lori and I playing with our dinner.|
|Maddie (left) and Allison (right) are constant companions.|
Neither is of legal driving age yet but both can work lobster traps like any man twice their size and age!
More on that subject in the next post.
|What can't be seen in this picture is that lobster water is running down my arms and into my lap. |
Lori's bib is embroidered "You Crack Me Up!"