Today we made the final jaunt into Maine.  I just want you to know that Sarah has spent the entire trip sitting on the RV couch with a blanket over her feet looking out the window and working cryptograms. She
thinks that is the only way to travel.

We left at 9:20 today bidding Carol and Ralph a sad farewell.  They had to get a replacement tire for the flat they had on the trailer and then they were heading off on their own for awhile.

The roads for the past two days have been limited access roads that have avoided cities, so we have mostly just seen wooded areas by the road.  Not a lot of scenery lately.
Last night the temperature dropped quickly when the sun went down.  It got down to 51 degrees which felt very cold.

We stopped at a rest stop in Massachusetts which has a sign posted that said, "No urinating against the building.  Video surveillance in progress."  So we decided to use the inside toilets instead.

Somewhere along the way we got a phone call from Carol.  She said, "Make reservations for six for dinner tonight."  We are not sure who talked who into what, but they decided they wanted to come on to Maine
after all.  We were all glad.

We drove through Connecticut.  Check.
We drove through Massachusetts.  Check.
We drove through New Hampshire. Check.

And at 12:09 we crossed the bridge over the Piscatagua River into Maine! CHECK!  After 37 years of married life off and on, I finally took Sarah to Maine.  Check.

Everything in Maine looks like Maine.  The trees look like Maine trees. The rocks look like Maine rocks. The flowers look like Maine flowers.  The sky looks like Maine sky.  The water looks like Maine water.

The welcome sign said, "Welcome to Maine.  The way life should be." And I guess it is.  Two miles further down the road we saw another sign that said, "Maine-a good place to visit; a good place to stay."

Around Portland we saw lots of tidal flats at very low tide. Wonderful sights.  I suspect they have a six foot tide here.

We saw a couple of interesting signs on the local roads.  One said, "Caution: Blind child."  The other said, "Frost heave."

We arrived at the Blueberry Pond Campground about 1:30.  Then we settled in, had lunch, napped and waited for Carol and Ralph.

As soon as they arrived we headed off to see Freeport.  The lady who manages the campground recommended a place down by the harbor to get fresh lobster.  They have their own boats.  So we headed for Harraseeket Lunch and Lobster where we had lobster.  Here we were our first day ever in Maine and we were having "Lobster Delight" for dinner.  Darl, Carol and Ralph had fried shrimp and seafood instead.
Pat was the resident expert on how to eat a lobster.

Quite frankly, it was a messy experience!  It reminded me a great deal of trying to eat blue crab at Harris Crab House on my Chesapeake trip.  I have now vowed never to eat crab or lobster ever again.  But hey, I
have had the experience!

Then we headed for downtown Freeport and the L.L. Bean store.  We spent the rest of the evening shopping around downtown.

Back at the camper, it was decided that we will take the car to Bar Harbor tomorrow - a three hour drive.  So we will be leaving at 7, taking the quickest route there and the coast route back.

So ends day five.