I’m in a cocoon, nestled in my duvet and a thick blanket. Something stirs, and I open my eyes. I can only see the silhouette of a man. He’s sitting in the driver’s seat of my SUV, hot steam bellowing out of what looks like a stainless steel travel mug. He takes a sip.
Over Labor Day weekend, I climbed up Mount Battie in Camden Hills State Park. Utilizing the Mount Megunticook Trail, I went up Mount Battie first, and then up to Ocean Lookout.
Camden, Maine. It’s either the real life Stars Hollow or the real life Camden, Maine. Think boutique shops, lots of pretty sailboats, and super shiny shop windows warning not to even think about bringing a drink in there.
I was on my way to hike Mount Battie, when I passed through Camden and spotted these treasures. The sighting inspired an almost two-hour delay to my mountain top ooh-ing and awe-ing.
Sometimes I wander off, and end up somewhere I may or may not be allowed to be. Did you follow that?
The Breakwater Lighthouse in Rockland Harbor was one of the best parts of my time there. I walked out on the rocky pier, which reminded me a lot of the large rocks you can walk on in Reykjavik’s harbor.
For me, capturing a place in a few photos is all about characters. When I went back to review my Rockland photos, I realized none of them were of the downtown buildings or streets.