If you missed Part 1, you can find it here.
We left off with leaving Camden and heading further south. Not too far from Blue Hill, a big bridge that reminds me of the Golden Gate bridge leads to Little Deer Isle.
From there, a short causeway got me onto Big Deer Isle. At this point all worries, obligations and responsibilities stayed behind on the mainland, and I felt the relief of island time. It reminds me of Greek islands, a soft warm wind blowing and the world is contained to a small piece of land that only really matters, where people know each other and live at a slower pace.
The winding roads lead through a secluded, private world of lobster fisher families in a beautiful landscape. With Sunday afternoon there was a feeling in the air that reminded me of the opening scenes of “High Noon”. Empty streets, and people hidden in houses. Stonington had a similar sleepy feel.
Stonington is a small village with a short stretch of main street. In recent years, it has added a new coffee shop, 44 North Coffee, and a handful of restaurants, Aragosta being the one I had heard of. Aragosta was between lunch and happy hour, but the Inn on the Harbor next door was open as espresso bar. This included access to chaises lounges on a beautiful deck. ….just what I needed after the long drive. Espresso with a view and a chaise.
The food at Aragosta was phenomenal, btw. Can’t wait to get back.