Rangeley Lake Maine

I am going to keep my posting brief this time and let the pictures tell their story (click the one to the left for more). It seems that the further north we travel, the more beautiful the scenery, and we have fallen in love with Maine. We have SO enjoyed our week’s stay in this tiny cabin by Rangeley Lake. Despite being 'cosy' our lodgings have suited us just fine. We managed to cook all our meals in the efficiency kitchen, and sleep well on the blow up bed that (after some rearranging of furniture) we could just manage to squeeze between the front door and the bathroom - which was not much bigger than that of an airplane loo.

The weather has been a perfect mixture of low 50's at night and 70's-80's by day. We have enjoyed misty mornings, sweltering afternoons with lake dips and evenings by a log fire. We attempted to Kayak, however, did not feel that confident so we were content to lounge and read on our private dock taking a swim as it suited.

There was a "Blueberry Festival" here on Thursday and that was fun to see all the locals and their various arts/crafts. We had our first taste of a 'lobster roll' ... delicious.

Rangeley is a very unspoiled, somewhat sleepy little town, not too much has changed in the past 50 years, there is not a fast food place to be seen, and guess what ...... the locals like it that way.

In the way of wild life, at dusk we hear loons calling to each other, while our mornings are shared with hummingbirds right outside our window, and during the night, the odd howl, possibly a coyote, I am pleased to say, there is an absence of bugs.

We are going 'moose peeking' again tonight, we have yet to see one, but have been assured by the locals that they are around, and so we will try our luck again. Tomorrow we head for the coast, to a town called Eastport. In some respects we shall be sorry to leave this spot, one fellow described this area as being "the center of the universe."