Jennifer started school again at the beginning of September, after taking the summer off. We decided to end the summer on a relaxing note, so we headed to Ogunquit, Maine for Labor Day weekend. Naturally, we had to book it a while in advance, and even then we had trouble finding a place, but what we ended up with was just about perfect. We stayed at a small place called the Above Tide Inn, which was located right at the end of Beach Street, on the water. We couldn't have asked for a better location. Our room didn't have a water view, but the deck outside our room did, and besides, we weren't there to hang out in the room. We ended up having such a great time that we decided to go back next year, and we even booked the room.
One of the best things about being by the water was seeing the way both the light and the tides altered the landscape. The light was beautiful, reflecting off of the water and the buildings and trees at the water's edge, not to mention the sandals that we left sitting on the sand.
Oqunquit Beach is really a long strip of land, behind which is the entrance to the Ogunquit River. As the tides come in and out, the sand and water change dramatically, creating small islands and later taking them away.
One evening we took a walk along the back side of the beach, where the water starts to resemble a river. It was low tide, and when I saw some kids collecting clams I decided to give it a try myself. I didn't have to dig very far to find one -- and a big one, at that -- and after my little victory I placed the fellow back in his little sand home for someone else to find.
Clearly, the beach is not there just for the enjoyment of people.
One afternoon, we wandered over to the beach to discover a huge event taking place. Lots of people were sitting around watching what turned out to be a bocce tournament. We amused ourselves highly by sitting and watching for over an hour, and became honorary members of the OMBC fan club. OMBC, despite what one member's wife told us, does not stand for "Old Men's Bocce Club", but rather, "Ocean Meadows Bocce Club".
We decided that this would be the perfect retirement community for Jennifer's parents. Jeanne could run a Bed and Breakfast, and Frank could spend his days playing bocce on the beach. What could be better?
If you're interested in reading more about Ogunquit Beach and the OMBC, check out this article at Mainetoday.com.
Ogunquit has a couple more things to do than hang out at the beach, of course. One of these is to walk the Marginal Way, a waterside path from "downtown" Ogunquit to Perkins Cove. The Marginal Way rivals the Cliff Walk in Newport, without the mansions to distract you from the beauty of the ocean and shore. Perkins Cove was cute, with lots of galleries and shops as well as a working harbor.
Just to prove that we were actually there, here are some photos of us in Ogunquit. Of course, there aren't any of both of us at the same time, but that's because I was too lazy to ask anybody to take our picture.
We closed the trip by stopping at Fort McClary, on the coast of Kittery. Jennifer and I had been there once before with Matthew Waterman, on a cold winter day. It was nice to come across it again. Jennifer sat in the sun while I explored what there was to see. I ran into some tourists who were visiting all of the forts along the coast of Maine -- and there seem to be a bunch of them. Naturally, they assumed I was doing the same thing.
There's not much to Fort McClary, but what's there is pretty striking. The Fort was active from the Revolutionary War through World War I, and the blockhouse in these pictures dates from 1844. There are also some brick shells of other buildings and the foundations of a couple more. If you're interested, here are some great old photos and history of the Fort.
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