Captain A. V. Nickels Inn
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... on the pebbly beach and marveled at the deep blue water reflecting in the sky. Later, we treated ourselves to a fabulous dinner at The Whale's Tooth. I eyed the lobsta swimming in the tank, as Dorothee's husband, Rob, led us outside to their dining deck overlooking the bay. Maura ordered the haddock and I went for the turf, instead of the surf. ...
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Some pronounce the “D” part of MDI as if it is a sweet one has after a meal – de-ZERT. Others pronounce it like a landscape devoid of vegetation - DEH-zert. We found the topography and the people to be amazing, inviting and, well, sweeeeet.
Attempting to find a longer-term stay spanning the Labor Day weekend at the last minute proves to be very challenging. The best we can seem to do is find something ...
... Those 20 minutes were difficult knowing we could not communicate with them via walkie talkies. Our final farewell was a flash of our hazard lights and a wave out the window. Even though this is the end of this particular trip we are already planning Newfoundland, Part II for next summer. That should keep us going for another 12 months! Kerry and I are traveling along highway 2 all the way through Maine, New Hampshire and then ...
... as always. Another town with boats galore in the inlet, this town is a feast for sore eyes. As we passed through this old weathered brick town, I pointed out the Chowder House on the corner, a wonderful restaurant on two levels right in the middle of all that is happening here. We had dinner there many years ago, and the place is still standing and in business.
We then went to Camden State Park and paid a modest fee ...
... s. To cut a long story short there were some young girls who started **** stirring and ended up telling judges and people from the church that other people in the town who were completely innocent that they were witches, they were then tried and then hung, one poor fella was pressed to death, they piled rocks on top of him until his ribcage collapsed, he wouldn't admit to been a witch so they kept piling rocks on him. Good Jesus! And they think people these days are messed ...