Favorite Foto Friday
I spent Monday and Tuesday up in the midcoast. This picture was taken of my friend’s dragger, the Capt’n Lee. Sarah and Jackie and I rode down the penninsula to catch up with Buzz down on his pier where I took this shot. Buzz had the net laid out as he was mending it like he does a couple a times of year, tedious work but necessary.
The beauty of Port Clyde is truly breathtaking. I guess that’s why so many artists used/use it as their muse. I got down to the wharf and was kind of sadden and also taken a back at my blatant ignorance of the drive. I spent the whole time on my laptop writing blog posts. I was acting just like those business obssessed tourists we hated while growing up.
Slowly, as I’ve grown up, the midcoast has lost some of it’s charm. To me it’s not a beautiful tourist destination. The beatuy of the landscape and the ocean still blows me away and puts me totally at peace, but every road, every turn has a memory. Most of them, very pleasant. But that is a part of my life that is over and my path and journey are taking me, literally, very far from the place I grew.
While it is my home and I’ll always be damned proud to call midcoast Maine my home, it most certainly was a place that caused a tremendous amount of pain for me growing up and still stings from time to time. Lost friends, bad memories and a culture that is largely doomed by alcohol and drugs continues to consume many that are close to me. Learning to realize I can’t control it I imagine brings the same kind of frustrations that the fishermen feel when they can’t control the seas.
In this photo everything is calm and picturesque as it should be and that’s how I try to always remember it.