One of the suggestions the campground host made was that I head over to wharf at Corea for lunch. I thought I might as well.
It looks like the lobsters couldn’t be any fresher!
And you got to eat right out on the wharf. I couldn’t resist the opportunity to mug with the life preserver.
After I was adventurous and tried the lobster roll while I was in Freeport, I decided I didn’t need to do that again. I opted for grilled ham and cheese.
I like how they make use of things when they are no longer useful. For instance, they had these doormats for sale that were made from the lobster pot ropes.
Maybe “rope” isn’t technically the correct word, but you get the picture. They looked like they would really do a good job of trapping dirt at the door.
After lunch, I decided to drive over to the Blueberry Festival in Machias that I had heard about on the news. Along the way, I came upon Wild Blueberry Land.
The signs by the road advertised all manner of things blueberry. It made me think of The Cherry Hut in Michigan. I had great hopes of getting a blueberry pie.
They had lots of blueberry-themed decorations. Look at those gigantic blueberries!
Even the port-o-potties were blue!
They were sold out of the pies and other blueberry baked goods., so I tried on a blueberry tee shirt and posed for a picture as Queen of Wild Blueberry Land.
I decided that I didn’t need the tee shirt and proceeded on to the festival.
It was a really happening event. They had shuttles running from the Hannaford Supermarket on the edge of town. I parked and moments later I was whisked into the heart of the festivities.
There were craftsmen selling their wares along many of the streets.
I thought this woman’s doggy backpack was worth a photo.
I stopped at this booth for a while. It was the Blackfly Breeders Association. I just had to know if they really did breed blackflies.
It turns out that it’s kind of a joke. Whenever we get bit by a blackfly, we take part in helping along their breeding cycle. She said that the presence of blackflies indicated a healthy ecosystem. They had all sorts of Blackfly Breeders Association swag for sale, and they donate the profits to charity. I managed to not buy anything from them. My sales resistance is high, especially when I have no interest in what is being sold.
There was music on the steps of the church.
I bought a small blueberry shortcake at the stand across from the church.
I strolled around and looked at the crafts for sale. When I had seen it all, I hopped aboard the shuttle back to the parking lot.
I debated about trying to drive to the northern end of U.S. 1. I saw the southern end in December when I was in Key West.
I looked at the map. I looked at my watch. I decided to head back.
But, along the way back, I saw this sign. I had to turn around to take a photo.
Key West, 2065 miles that-a-way!