Our summer trip to Maine was a last-minute surprise. We got a call Friday night -- just a day before we were to go on our planned trip throughout eastern Virginia -- from friends who invited us up to share a house with them on the water in Sorrento, Maine. It's a small village just across from Bar Harbor on Frenchman Bay.
It was a long trip, and we thought we could make it in a day, but we had to pull into Kennebunk, Maine to stay overnight. We got a late start and had made it as far as Kennebunk by about midnight, and we still had hours to go before we got to Sorrento. Luckily, we found a motel and piled into it for some much needed sleep. We got up early and took a walk on the surprisingly wide sand beach.
After a short walk on the beach, we took a lap around town in the van. We picked up some coffee and great muffins and a cinnamon roll from a small store, drove past President Bush's compound, and headed on to Sorrento. The house we stayed in was right across a small road from Frenchman Bay; it was a huge place with a big wraparound porch. This is the view from the porch, with Myles perched on the railing:
The stillness and quiet up here was astonishing. Not a sound at night. Very relaxing and peaceful. We sailed, went for walks, ate great lobster, cooked some wonderful meals, visited Bar Harbor, enjoyed the scenery and watched the boys play along the rocks on the bay. Some more pictures:
Mom, William and Myles aboard the sailboat
Max the sailor
Boats in the harbor off Sorrento
Max climbing the rocks, pretending to be Spiderman
William and Max on the rocks
More boys climbing
Looking up the bay to the right of the house as the sun starts to go down
