A Much Anticipated Island

Yesterday Josh and I took a 50 minute ferry ride to Long Island Maine. An island that I haven't visited in 19 years. My parents had brought me there during the summer from the time I was in diapers to the year I turned eight. I remember the general store where I could buy bubble gum on rainy days, a long rickety staircase to a tiny private beach and amazing sunsets. I also remember a mystical dirt road called Bunny Hop Road. If the old island car happened to be going slightly faster than the island's posted 20 mph speed limit, the car ,and its giggling occupants would bounce right out of their seats due to the many 'hops' along the bumpy road. At some point someone had hand painted and hidden in the surrounding woods a number of smiling bunnies. No matter how hard you tried to concentrate on counting them all, undoubtedly the hilarious hops you were making would skew your final answer.

Josh and I took a sweet bike ride around the island's main road and found adorable cottages hidden along the way. As we rode we tried to find a pump that would inflate Josh's slightly flat rear tire to no avail. However, we did find a tiny crescent beach that was dotted with bright blankets and families enjoying the sparkling day. After lunch and some quality Harry Potter time (Josh is on #5 and I am on #7) we dipped into the cold Maine water and skipped rocks until Harry called us back to the beach blanket. Needless to say we burned and read for the rest of the day.

Around four we headed back to "town". After stopping to recharge with some ice cream from the general store we headed for the ferry landing. When we got back to Portland we wandered aroung Old Port for the rest of the day. We stopped at the Sebago Brewery for a snack and for a sample of their home brews.

We headed home shortly after that for a fire and an encounter with a very sweet cat/kitten who was incredibly friendly and took turns on our laps in front of the fire. He would have been ours right now but he was so well taken care of, and sported a coller so we knew that he had a very lucky family somewhere. Oh well, we'll borrow kitty time until we are back home with ours!

-L