I hearby declare Camden the prettiest sailing town I’ve ever had the pleasure to visit. No surprise there, it’s most likely their town’s motto. A compact harbor filled with everything from tiny daysailers, to expensive racing yachts, to schooners going out daily for day sail tours.
We had to motor over as there was absolutely no wind mid day, but quickly hooked onto a mooring in Sherman Cove (courtesy of Lyman Morse) just at the foot of Camden Hill.
We showered, started a couple of loads of laundry, and headed into town. The boats are mind-boggling, both in cost and beauty. We found a rooftop terrace lounge where we shared a table for cocktails with another couple and talked Maine. They had moved up here five years ago and absolutely love it. I’m still working on getting Trip to do the same, even if he insists the sailing season is too short.
We headed back to the marina to flip laundry and more importantly get some dinner. The Rhumbline Bar & Restaurant is right at the edge of the docks overlooking the other side of the harbor. We got in just in time for a waterside table – the place filled up quickly. Dogs are welcome, so it was fun to watch the different breeds hanging out at the bar, and there was live music as well.
All in all a good way to finish things up as we hit pause for the first part of our trip. We’re back to Rockland later today where we’re leaving the boat for a road trip to the Midwest. We’re heading home for a day to say hi to the cat and deal with paperwork, then off to Wisconsin for a family wedding, then down to Missouri to visit more family.
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