Yarmouth Clam Festival and a Family Visit to Maine

My Aunt Betsy, Uncle Bill, and Uncle Tom all came in town and stayed with my Aunt Kap and Uncle Jon. Dan and I drove up to Dunstable this past Fridayto join everyone, and then we all drove to Maine Saturday. We went to the Yarmouth Clam Festival where Jim, Aunt Kap's brother, was playing a set. We missed his band, but the festival was actually really nice and we had some good food and bought some items from the craft section. Then we all went on to Jim's house where we relaxed and hung out. Sunday they went on to Bar Harbor for more adventures, but Dan and I headed back to Boston for work Monday.

Dan met a friend at the festival. Some guy who worked for Dunkin also took Dan's picture, freaking him out slightly.



Once we got to Jim's he had a mission for us - take the recently returned outhouse up the stairs and around the back of the building.


First it was decided to tip the outhouse on its side.


But the end with the seat was considerably heavier, and without handles of any kind it was rather difficult to pick up much less carry.


The next step was hotly debated. Perhaps three scientists and a builder are a few too many cooks in the kitchen...



Finally they agreed upon attaching 2x4s to the outhouse for temporary handles.


Somewhat surprisingly, it worked really well and the outhouse was safely placed behind the house.


Afterwards we all retired inside for conversation and food.


Molly, one of Jim's daughters, and her boyfriend Craig both work at the Rock Garden Inn which is about 6 minutes down the road from Jim's house. On our way out of town Craig took us on a little tour of the resort. Dan was practically drooling and someday we'll hopefully have the ability to come back and stay there a while.

A couple of the cabins you can rent.


Some of the beautiful and almost classic Maine vistas from around the resort.










Dan and me on the rocks


Uncle Tom and Uncle Bill exploring


Uncle Bill and Aunt Betsy relaxing in the shade and enjoying the view


Uncle Jon resting for a moment


The water where we parked the car. Apparently during low tide this drains and you can walk across the mud flats.


Afterwards Dan and I headed back to the city, stopping briefly at Freeport for lunch and a quick walk around. Even though it was just a few days, it was nice to get away and relax for a bit. Now back to the grind...