Lobster #5 and #6 – Meeting With Old Friends

Sometimes you have to change plans when the weather doesn’t cooperate. Bruce and I had planned to go to a Scottish Military Tattoo at Fort Knox by Bucksport. The chairs, bug spray and our rain jackets were all in the car and we hadn’t pulled out of the driveway yet when we received notice that it was cancelled due to storms. Money will be refunded but unfortunately we won’t be here if they reschedule in August. So what to do. Off to Freeport and the LL Bean store. This way if it rains we are inside.

I’m not much of a shopper but I did peruse the sale racks looking for jungle attire for our next adventure. I didn’t see a thing I needed and nothing I really wanted. However, we did buy some more bug spray to fight off those pesky insects.

The weather did turn just as we were getting ready to leave the store. Gosh darn. We had to wait it out with scones and turnovers.

Bruce found a great buy on a T-shirt at the Under Armor Outlet. How can you resist a moisture wicking T for eight bucks.

We decided to head back and look for a lobster place on the way back to camp. We found this crazy place which was actually pretty cool.

The giant lobster on the roof was just a precursor to all the interesting things inside.

They even had a huge lobster in the lobby.

And there were novelties everywhere including dolls around the ceiling.

Tiffany lamps lit the tables and it was quite cute. The one at our table was real glass.

The view was nice even though it was gray outside and getting late I. The day.

But the best part was the lobster. They said they served 1-1/4 lb. lobsters but this was the biggest one to date.

Number five but who is counting. It was delicious. I’m wondering if I will ever tire of lobster.

I will give The Taste of Maine an A rating – great fun and interesting surroundings and the best lobster so far.

We do a bit of driving and stopping so I can take some photographs. We stopped in Winslow, Maine just for a moment to check out Fort Halifax Park.

Winslow is an old mill town located on the Kennebec and Sebasticook Rivers.

As we crossed the bridge in Waterville we saw little waterfalls and gulls flying. It was a lovely site. They have a walking trail there that we may go back and hike.

Today we met our old friends, Tammy and David, in Bucksport at Carriers Mainly Lobster for Lobster number 6.

The lobster was tasty but although they said it was a 1-1/2 lb. lobster, I’d said was a 1-1/4. I’m becoming an expert on size. Not really but I can tell when it’s not quite as big as the last one I had and it was about the size I had at Young’s which were 1-1/4.

Tammy and David had the lobster rolls and they did look awesome. It looked like an entire lobster in the roll.

It was great catching up. We hung out years ago when our kids were all little. Now our kids are the same age we were when we first met.

Carriers was cute and it was a nice place to sit outside. And for most of the time we were free of mosquitos.

On our ride back we came across this great little fixer upper.

But I actually like this better.

Bucksport was named after John Buck who supposedly burned a witch and her leg rolled out of the fire. Now his tomb shows a mysterious stain of a leg and foot. Supposedly his heirs have cleaned it and replaced it and the stain keeps coming back.

Just an interesting piece of folklore. And worth a little stop.

We stopped in Belfast for an ice cream at Dave’s. It’s an old fashioned ice cream parlor with counter service and all. Bruce had his usual blueberry ice cream and said it was the best he’s had.

I can’t believe we have been here for over three weeks. It’s been an amazing time and we’ve really enjoyed getting acquainted with Maine’s midcoast and some of its people.

#johnbuck #carriersmainlylobster. #thetasteofmaine. #belfastmaine. #davesicecream

Published by lisanordlund1

In 2015, I retired and my goal was to do as much traveling as I possibly could. I started the blog for our first month long trip to Panama in October 2015. My sister Linda and her husband Stan joined Bruce and I on our first trip and we decided together on the name the four amigos. Since then, we don’t always travel with them, sometimes just Bruce and I, sometimes other people, whoever wants to join us on our crazy journeys. The name stuck and I grew an affinity to it. So here we are. I invite you to join thefouramigos blog on our next destination.

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