Cappy’s Chowda’..Time to Dehibernate..

maine matters has been laying low the last couple of months, in hibernation mode. The calendar says february..half way thru winter..but the reality is that spring is still a long way off. And so the “staff” of maine matters (Pat, Big Ray, Andre and me) decided to shake off the mid-winter doldrums for a road trip, to flee south.. to Camden……

One would think that following a road that hugs the Maine coast would yield many views of the ocean but that is not the case. In fact the ocean sightings are few but you are constantly aware of it’s presence with a salty smell or the change in the summer air.

Upon leaving Belfast, the first view you get of the bay is as you cross Little River bridge and between there and Ducktrap, it’s pretty much blacktop and fir trees.  But once you get to Ducktrap you get your first real view.  And a fine view it is, looking straight out the western gut to open ocean.

Just down the road from Ducktrap lays Lincolnville Beach, with Islesboro off to your port side. You may even get a bit lucky and be there  to watch The Margaret Chase Smith “steam” out of the ferry landing beginning her 3 mile, twenty minute crossing to the island.


During the summer on her decks will be seen many people enjoying their short cruise but THIS day was definitely not THAT day.  Not with the snow swirling in a very cold wind which had even the seagulls beached. And with a tip of my knit cap for the hardy crews of the Maine State Ferry Service, we continued our southerly ride.

Shortly we made the sharp left into Camden. A different perspective of it’s famous harbor was desired, so we turned off the highway and stopped just past the library to check out the scene.  The boat sheds and waterfront looked cold and desolate, with the schooners mummified in their winter wrappings. 

CamdenTrip2No sails bursting with salt air were to be seen. The warm summer evenings of hustle and bustle in this busy coastal village seemed a long way off.  But there is much enjoyment to be had if one looks for it in the right places..such as the warmth and hospitality of Cappy’s.

CamdenTrip3In short order we were at a cozy table in the even more cozy pub, enjoying a glass of  Maine’s own, Allagash White. 

CamdenTrip4There were a few folks sitting at the bar and a few others at some of the tables but we pretty much had the place to ourselves.  A fine spot to sit and converse and reflect on how wonderful it is to be living on the coast of Maine, even during the cold winter months.  And as we Mainers try our best to insulate ourselves from these cold days,  they ironically serve as our insulator against the outside world,  soon to overtake us come June. 

And our reward?  Other than the best reward of all which is living in Maine…

A hot cup of chowda’ … thank you very much…

CamdenTrip5Wicked good!