With a hot pot of chicken stew on the stove and threats of it reaching about 40 degrees tonight, I thought I would take a step back and talk about a little trip Andy and I took.
Sometimes when you’re doing renovations you just need to get away. On a Sunday a few weeks ago we were both tired. There was work to do, and work we did. I could barely stay awake, Andy was also worn out and the dogs were restless. At about 3:00 Andy sat down and looked at me and said, “We should go to the beach”. Let me explain something to you. Andy does not go to the beach. He’s not a beach guy. When Andy says, “We should go to the beach” you jump on it. You also know he needs a break.
Within about five minutes I was ready and in the car with the dogs. We don’t really “go places” by ourselves. We often are visiting family, or meeting up with people. So to go away, even for the day, with just the two of us is wonderful. We weren’t sure where we were going so we chose a general area and just drove. There are so many reasons I love living in Maine, and the ability to go in any direction and find beauty is one of them. Whether it’s the mountains, the ocean, camp in the woods, or the city, I have access to so many wonderful places at my fingertips. On this particular day we were ocean bound.
There were some absolutely amazing features. For a structure built specifically for utilitarian purposes I found the interior beautiful. There’s something about touching a beautiful hand built door just knowing every piece of metal was hand forged, the timber framing was installed piece by piece, and what it must have been like inside this fort back in the day. I appreciate quality, something that is hard to find now a days, and this was no exception.
After we left the puppies were tired, and I couldn’t help but take this photo of them snuggling. They are often caught snuggling (this is actually some of the less snuggly snuggling they do) and I can’t help but take photos of them.
Before we knew it, we ended up in East Boothbay winding down little back roads to a beautiful rocky beach. We had gone through Boothbay, which I had surprisingly never been too, but it wasn’t until we hit East Boothbay that we both felt like this was the spot and very much “us”. At the little rocky beach we found the sign said “please respect our property” but since it wasn’t posted and others were around we simply took the sign as, “don’t be a jerk and ruin it for everyone else”.
I stayed dry while Andy and the dogs went swimming. If you’ve never sat on a rocky beach and heard the ocean gently lap and break against the rocks I highly suggest it. A sand beach is wonderful but there’s nothing like a beautiful rocky beach. Call it the New Englander in me, but I just love them.
We even managed to get a very rare family photo. I normally stay behind the camera, but I knew this was one family photo I really wanted. The dogs were more interested in the water (Winnie is looking over her shoulder) and Rosie…well, we never know what Rosie is doing.
We came across a little restaurant called the Lobstermans Wharf Restaurant that not many people were at, and decided to give it a go. While we were feeding the dogs their dinner in the parking lot an employee came out and informed us that as long as the dogs were on leash they were welcome inside. Excuse me? Yes please.
Let me just tell you. On the back side of this restaurant is an outdoor space. When we walked through there were already two other labs there. My dogs were in heaven. I was in heaven. This was truly a perfect day.
This place had some of the coldest beer, and best fried clams I have literally ever consumed in my life. Andy can attest that I rarely drink more than 1/2 (at best) of a beer when I order it. I love a good cold beer, but I rarely drink so for me it’s more about taste than anything. Not only did I finish this beer, I just about finished my entire meal. Andy had the haddock and he said it was really good too. The food is priced like good Maine seafood, but it’s worth it (and even more so for us because we’ve never been able to bring our dogs into a restaurant, and that was huge for me). By the time we left the entire outside deck was filled (with Rosie attempting to greet everyone who walked in with a big smile, butt wiggle and tail wag) and the inside of the restaurant was almost at capacity.
This place had such a great feel to it. If any of you go to Boothbay, I honest to goodness suggest taking a drive to East Boothbay, especially if you have a dog. I’m not sure if they are allowed in the actual restaurant but come on – you’re in Maine, eat outside on the water. We found the Lobstermans Wharf Restaurant on a whim, and we will definitely be going back when we need another break and take another drive.
After this we took an easy ride home, enjoyed the cooler air rolling in, and the stress was gone.
Sometimes, even in the midst of everything, you just need to take a minute away with just your own little family.
Oh Maine, I love you.