Waiting out the storm

Campsite in Moose River, ME

We’ve made our way south to the coast of Maine.

Our first stop was a diner—which looked popular and appeared to be a favorite of locals.

Our next was Belfast, a little seaside town, which seems to survive on tourist trade.  It used to have two shoe factories, but the last closed in the 60’s.  It is a charming town and we enjoyed the art galleries, shops, and marina.  A bonus was that Sheila and Boomer were welcome in a couple of the stores and were given water and treats.   Belfast belongs on the growing list of dog loving communities.

And they expect justice!!

We headed west on a designated scenic route, Highway 1, but because a thick fog rolled in, we saw very little of the beautiful Maine seashore.

We elected to stop in Camden at the state campground and wait until the fog lifted.  The ranger there warned us that a storm was imminent, and 4 to 6 inches of rain are forecast.  My first thought was that we should try to outrun it—at least as far as the outlet stores and L.L. Bean in Freeport.

But Don’s good sense prevailed and
we have hunkered down in the campground.  We have the Internet (yes, in a state campground!!), electricity for our computers and television, and hot showers, so we are set for the duration. 

145 miles; Camden State Campground, Maine; N 44° 13.916’ W 69° 02.962’