"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed--
Now if you're ready, Lobsters dear,
We can begin to feed."
The island of Mount Desert on the east coast of Maine is 40% National Park and 60% privately owned. The largest town is Bar Harbor, but the island is ringed with small harbor towns.
They have something called lobster pounds here on the Maine coast. These are collections of live lobsters kept in salt water enclosures at a restaurant. When you order a lobster, an unlucky crustacean gets popped into a boiling pot and ends up bright red on your plate a few minutes later. Lobsters are big here in Maine. A few of the little island ports actually specialize in catching them in traps to transfer to pounds.
The island is about 20 or 30 miles in diameter with many long "sounds" and "ponds" the size of big lakes. There are many miles of biking and hiking trails.
Yesterday we stumbled upon an very unlikely Flamingo Festival. I liked the Santa Di Mingo entry in the Flamingo Art Gallery....A flamingo dressed in a santa suit.
We're heading south this morning on the last leg of our jouney. One more stop on the Maine coast and then camping for a while south of Boston. We want to see Cape Cod, Matha's Vineyard and train in to Boston a couple of times to see the museums. One of the churches we passed today is having a "Bean Suppah" tonight...they talk that way here...Ayup!
"I weep for you," the Walrus said:
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.