The harbor of Rockport, Maine.
The Schooner Heron moored in Rockport Harbor. Not used to such sights, I was fascinated by this beautiful old ship.
The harbor of Camden, Maine from the vantage point of the town's monument in honor of those who died in the Spanish American War.
The harbor of Camden with the hill country in the background which would soon test my legs and lungs.
On the next to last day of my journey, I found appropriate the name of this old home in the tiny village of Lincolnville Center.
A steep section of road in the hill country near Lincoln Center.
An old stone wall near Townhouse Corner, Maine. Such walls, representing the work of generations are to be found throughout New England.
Leaving the hills and entering Belfast, I found this harbor filled with many old ships being refitted by a large shipbuilding company.