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5 MAINE MARITIME LIGHTHOUSE EXCURSIONS

April 22, 2016 by Kelleigh Dulany

I’m sharing these amazing five Maine Maritime Museum lighthouseexcursion boat heading upriver with shipyard in the background excursions with you, because they are so fun and interesting that they book up well in advance! If you wait until just before you come to Brewster House, you probably either won’t get on the trip you most want, or may not get to go when you want. Not only is the Museum a fascinating depiction of the history of wooden (and modern) ship manufacturing as practiced on the Kennebec River and Bath, Maine, but also offers these dynamic river and coastal boat adventures, and Bath Iron Works & Town trolly tours. Share my passion and jump on one of these trips!

Bath has been a shipbuilding center in Maine since 1607, when the Popham settlement decided one Winter was enough in Sagadahoc (Maine at the time) at the mouth of the Kennebec River, and built their escape ship onsite. The Bath Iron Works continues that tradition, now with contracts for guided missile destroyers, and hopefully in the near future for the new generation of US Coast Guard cutters. The Trolley Tours are centered on sharing the history of the Town and BIW’s history from the building of the “Ranger” Americas Cup winner in 1937, through todays generation of stealth destroyers based on the Zumwalt (DDG-1000) & Arleigh Burke classes. Although the schedule is not in place as I write this, it will be daily (except Sundays), $32 for Museum non-members. See Maine Maritime Museum Tours for details. For the best view of the yard from the River, combine this tour with the Shipyards & Lighthouse Cruise! Again, daily @ noon, one hour, $32.

white lighthouse with red house on green grass with sea to rearAll the Lighthouse and River Cruises run from 6/13 – 9/5 Maine Maritime Museum boat cruises. There is a 6 Lighthouse Cruise and a 7 Lighthouse Cruise, the first being mostly confined to the Kennebec River lighthouses (but does go out to Sequin Island Light beyond the mouth of the Kennebec), and the second is a slightly longer river tour that includes a full river circle, including the Sasanoa and Sheepscot Rivers. The first is 2 hours in duration, and is offered on Sunday and Tuesdays @ 3:30PM for $39. The 7 Lighthouse Cruise is 3 hours long, and takes place on Mondays and Wednesdays, for $44 for non-members.

The Lighthouse Lovers Cruise is a 4 hour cruise that takes in some coastal beacons further east along the coast. So, not only do you enjoy the River lighthouses and Sequin, but it also takes in The Cuckolds (off Boothbay), & Ram and Burnt Island lights. This is a much more relaxing way to enjoy these from the water, than driving out to end of all of these peninsulas – $50. These are only on Saturdays @ 3:30PM.

Last, but not least, the Wildlife of Merrymeeting Bay takes you upriver to this unique huge natural sanctuary of fresh water, formed by the junction of 6 rivers, that is home to scores of bald eagles, ospreys, and migratory birds and fish of all sorts. Sturgeon and striped bass spawn in this beautiful bay! This trip is 3 hours long and is only run on Thursdays at 3:30PM. Of course, a naturalist will be on board to guide and inform you.

Freeport is right at the hard glacial turn east of the Maine coast, and so an amazingly well centered point to tour the coast, mountains or City of Portland from. Brewster House is perfectly located just a couple of quiet blocks from the busy LL Bean shopping mecca of Freeport, and the most luxurious spot to rest your tired body and renew your metro seared spirit! Call and we can help plan your time here, or book directly @ Brewster House B & B!

WHY THE MAINE BOATBUILDER’S SHOW?

March 4, 2014 by Kelleigh Dulany

Scott & Mary
Brewster House Bed & Breakfast, Freeport, Maine

I know, a second blog this week!  This is timely, so I had to get it to you, and I know some of you guys will jump right on this plan, whether it’s the Maine Boatbuilders Show, or Bath Blarney Days, OR BOTH!

Guys, we at Brewster House are acutely aware of the ladies penchant for shopping in Freeport, and your disinterest in same, so we will be making sure that you know about all the amazing “guy stuff” for you to get excited about hereabouts!  More on these opportunities in the upcoming months!
One prime example of VERY COOL MEN THINGS to do here soon is the annual Maine Boatbuilders Show at the Portland Company Complex, 58 Fore St., Portland.  The show will be on March 14th, 15th & 16th.  This show is the amazing gathering of Maine builders of wooden, fiberglass and metal boats, from canoes to 100’ yachts.  It’s where you get to see, touch, feel, explore  and consider your ultimate dream fishing, sailing, cruising, or just plain farting around boat, where art meets possibility and the classic lines of gorgeous downeast hulls thrill the discerning boaters eye.  We’re only 15 minutes north of Portland!  What could be better than that on an otherwise cold, dreary than indulging your fantasies?  I’ll be there!!  Check it out!    http://www.portlandcompany.com/boatShow/

 As an added kiss that weekend, my favorite local museum, the Maine Maritime Museum in Bath, will be offering an evening entitled “VOICES OF THE SEA.”  The third annual event will feature professional fishermen, fisherwomen and mariners speaking about their lives and challenges on the Atlantic.  In Bath, it will take place on Friday evening, 3/14 at the Museum in concert with the celebration of Bath Blarney Days, a celebration of all things Irish.  On Saturday, another version will be offered in Portland, adjacent to the Boatbuilders show, with folksinger Gordon Bok and other Maine marine artists and poets on the evening following the show.  Learn more at http://mainemaritimemuseum.org/events/voices-sea/!

What better base for your comfort and weekend away than Brewster House?  We’d love to share the show and weekend with you, and hey, your Lady will want a say in your boat choice!  In March and April, we offer our Spring Serenity Special, which offers 3 nights for the price of two.  Come and visit and book your favorite room athttp://www.brewsterhouse.com!  You’ll die for Mary’s breakfast and afternoon cookies!  We just finished redoing the Cape Elizabeth and Cape Neddick rooms, check them out (new photos not on the web yet)!

      

TOTALLY PATHETIC!!

March 2, 2014 by Kelleigh Dulany

Scott & Mary
Brewster House Bed & Breakfast, Freeport, Maine

Thanks to my children, one of the few skills I’ve learned in life is that there are times when you need to be able to laugh at yourself, and this one’s a classic!
Needless to say, our snow blower has had some serious exercise this winter.  Before the recent thaw, when the snowpack was at its peak here, we had a veritable glacial pack of ice on the slope of our driveway, leading down to the lower parking lot.  So, about a week and a half ago, my sister and I were headed out for a ski day, but the afternoon/ evening before we were bathed in about a foot of powder snow.  Of course, the inn-keeper cannot leave the inn and Mrs. Innkeeper in such an inaccessible situation, so after digging out a path from the cellar to the driveway for my trusty snow-blower, this veteran team (Scott and his trusted Ariens) headed down the path to attack the blanket covering the driveway.
Before we started our snow clearing campaign, my Wife warned that I should be wearing my elastic/ metal stud cleats over my boots, but of course I knew I could handle the ice with only the aid of my vintage LL Bean boots, and gazelle-like reflexes.  Well, it was SLICK as I and my trusted machine turned down slope, but only on the return up-slope swing would the folly of my ways become apparent!  About a third of the way up the hill, my feet started to slip and at the same time, it was so slick (think hockey rink), the snow-blower itself started sliding left as the knobby tires were desperately clawing for grip.  At about this point, yours truly assumed the grace of a seal on wet seaweed, so helpless that my death-grip on the blower handles only limited a catastrophic collapse to a cursing, graceless slide down-hill.  “Damn” I thought, “better get the cleats as Mary suggested.”  A PAINFUL MOMENT INDEED!
I managed to use the rougher snow beside the driveway to slog my way back up the driveway, muttering curses, to climb back inside (head bent low, having lost the first skirmish) and do as Mary suggested, before we went back into battle.  Having pulled my trusty LL Bean cleats over my boot soles, I headed back out to whop that hill.  OK, so now I can JUST make it up the hill, but the snow-blower is not wearing the same cleats.  The only strategy that got us both up the hill was the “dig into the deep side” with the left blower wheel, but it was crystal clear that the hill was NOT to be defeated that night.  So, with visions of being mangled by a helpless Ariens snow-blower, we reduced our plan to flanking the enemy, cleaning off only the upper driveway.  Man, am I clever, or what?       
After about ½ course up the upper lot, I felt the one cleat drop off of my boot.  OK, OK, so I STOMP back over to the back steps with the lost cleat in hand, plant my butt on the step and stretch that freakin thing back over my boot!  A couple of turns up and down the upper parking lot, I became aware that my left foot was feeling noticeably higher than my right, realizing with great irritation that one of the cleats had dropped off of my right boot AGAIN, searched up and down the lot for the bright red cleat.  UNBELIEVEABLY, that red cleat had disappeared!  ALRIGHT THEN, maybe it’ll show up in Spring!
So, I managed to follow the blower to the end of the job with my weird gait, left foot higher than right.  I should explain at this point that one cannot wear cleats on one’s beautiful maple wood floor without making it into a “distressed” floor, so there is a delicate ballet that goes with donning and removing them, as one leaves and re-enters the house.  After climbing back through the back door to drop my rear end onto the chair and wondering if I’d ever see the right cleat again, I removed the remaining cleat from my left boot.  As the cleat came off my left boot, I could feel something strange under the cleat.  You know the Beatles song “When I’m 64?”  There was cleat #2, RIGHT UNDER CLEAT #1!!

My Wife and Sister didn’t stop laughing and gasping for air for at least ½ hour!  TOTALLY PATHETIC!   Skiing was excellent the next day though!
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