If I hadn’t dithered so long in the gift shop at Nubble I wouldn’t have even known that Perkins Cove existed, which would have been a shame. I asked the clerk for suggestions of other places to go for photos, and her face just lit up when she mentioned Perkins Cove.
I knew I’d love it as soon as I drove into the little town. Like Kennebunk and Ogunquit, the shops and restaurants were charming, sitting as they were at the docks with sailboats tied up, just waiting for someone to sail them away. And lots of people about too, I half expected Jessica Fletcher to pop out of the little book store, and if you know who that is then you are old, like me!
Do you see that the bridge is up? The controls are on the bridge and a sign says that only adults can operate it. The sign called it a pedestrian bridge, so maybe it’s up all the time until someone wants to cross it. Unlike the campground which is emptying out, this town was full of tourists, shopping in the pretty shops or having lunch on the porches of the waterfront restaurants.
But it was Marginal Way that had caught my attention. A mile long ‘cliff walk’ overlooking the ocean. I was so lucky to be there on such a perfect day.
This is Little Beach Light, it sits at about the halfway point in your walk. I just loved it.
I spent a lot of time waiting for this paddle boarder to decide to ride a wave so I could try for some action shots. Maybe he was shy because he kept letting them go by. And maybe I’m not the only senior citizen who doesn’t seem to know enough to act their age.
My last shot of the visit, taken while sitting on a bench with my back to the parking lot, and eating a coffee kahlua brownie ice cream cone. The sun felt wonderful, almost too warm and then you’d feel the breeze and it was perfect.
