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House Hunting

Doudera, Victoria Down East Books ePub

“One of the nicest things about moving to Maine was finding just the right house. It quickly became apparent, as we inspected a number of candidates, that this state is ripe with wonderful choices—Victorians, Capes, shingle-style, some new and some historically recognized. A cornucopia of choices and most with basements! As former residents of Texas, we found underground storage a real plus. The fact that our search took place in June, when the weather in Maine is glorious, made our quest that much more enjoyable.”

— JO STAGE*

Maine is a rich mixture of architectural styles and types of dwellings: grand old sea-captain’s homes gazing out to the ocean, elegant Federals lining a village square. There are raised ranches where yards are strewn with toys, and tidy Capes in new subdivisions. Picturesque villages shelter lobster shacks stacked high with traps, and comfortable condominiums with water views. You’ll find quiet cabins lining lakefronts and cozy apartments topping downtown shops. There are gleaming new retirement villages as well as trailers that have seen better days. And Maine is home to new houses of every imaginable design: modem, post and beam, solar, and manufactured.

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chapter one PRIMEVAL BIRDS

Silliker, Bill, Jr. Down East Books ePub
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Route 14

Gibson, John Down East Books ePub

Route 14

Thomaston – Port Clyde – Owls Head – Rockland

Highway: Routes 131, 73

Distance: 42 miles (around loop)

THE St. George River is separated from the open ocean for a considerable distance by a peninsula that dips southward from Thomaston and culminates, some fourteen miles farther south, in the pleasant seaward village of Port Clyde. The peninsula, composed mainly of the townships of South Thomaston, Owls Head, and St. George, is one of those many fingers of land that jut out from Maine headlands and create unique little neighborhoods quite unto themselves. It forms an uneven neck that falls southward into the Atlantic, bordered to its east by a dozen little islands that seem to have migrated from its midriff. The area has long been attractive to artists, both visual and literary: Sarah Orne Jewett’s acclaimed Country of the Pointed Firs was written in St. George.

This journey wends its way down the peninsula all the way to Port Clyde and then comes back up, veers eastward, and takes in Owls Head, with its famous lighthouse, before fully regaining the mainland at Rockland. If you enjoy hugging the coast, you’ll discover a certain contentment along these easy country roads that march to the sea.

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Jordan Pond to Amphitheater Bridge

Thayer, Robert Down East Books ePub

WEST BRANCH BRIDGE

West Branch Bridge has a narrow, six-foot-wide arch.

The Amphitheater is a glacially carved valley lying between Cedar Swamp Mountain and Jordan Ridge. Accessible only by foot trail, it had always been considered a relatively wild section of the island. When John D. Rockefeller Jr. proposed extending his carriage roads into this “wilderness,” most people were pleased, as this would provide a more direct route from Northeast Harbor to Jordan Pond. Others, however, questioned the road’s impact on the area.

George W. Pepper, a summer resident of Northeast Harbor and a U.S. senator from Pennsylvania, was concerned that the carriage road would allow too much access and bring ruin to the park: “...we shall destroy the distinctive character of the Island and reduce the whole proposition to a dead level mediocrity. I should be sorry to have the whole thing degenerate into the Lafayette National Picnic Park with tin cans and eggs shells on the side.” (Lafayette was the original name of the park before it was changed to Acadia in 1929.)

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Wood Island Light

Caldwell, Bill Down East Books ePub

The biggest, most popular beach in Maine is at Old Orchard. Standing out from Old Orchard Beach, eyed by tens of thousands of summer swimmers and sunbathers here, and at the army of summer trailers at Camp Ellis, stands the Wood Island Light. A few miles to the west, marking the entrance to Cape Porpoise Harbor, is Goat Island Light, built in 1833, by order of President Andrew Jackson. These are tourist meccas now—but once it was mackerel that schooled in Old Orchard Bay and Biddeford Pool. Fleets of seine boats chased them and waited for them. A few miles offshore lies Wood Island and at its eastern end, marking the south entrance to Wood Island Harbor, stands the light, ordered built by President Thomas Jefferson in 1808.

The tower was conical, made from granite blocks. As shipping multiplied, a better aid to navigation than the conical tower was needed, and under President James Buchanan the light was improved. Today it is further improved. The light sends out two 500,000-candlepower flashes every six seconds, stands seventy-one feet above the sea, and was one of the few island light stations along the Maine coast that was still manned, until its automation in 1986.

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