Day Twenty – The Atlantic!

Finally, 3,782 miles later, we caught sight of the Atlantic Ocean as we turned a corner in York, Maine! Our campsite on Lobster Bay was literally on the edge of the ocean. We thoroughly enjoyed a couple of days with the sound of the ocean waves breaking on the rocky shoreline. The salty smell and the cries of gulls that come along with being by an ocean was so familiar and refreshing.

On the north shore of the cove, we could see the Nubble Lighthouse and about six miles offshore we could usually see Boon Island Lighthouse. While relaxing after our travels, we enjoyed watching fishing boats on the water of Lobster Bay. Later, we learned they were fishing for striped bass. 

Shortly after arriving, I had to get my feet wet in the Atlantic. Although cold, it wasn’t freezing. The waves here were much smaller than our Pacific Ocean breakers and the water was very clear.


When the tide came in over the rocky shoreline in front of our campsite, we could often see the seaweed floating in the waves.

One other thing kind of obligatory to being at the coast of Maine was to have fresh lobster. We walked to a local seafood restaurant and enjoyed a delicious meal. Our server had to give us instructions on how to get meat out of our lobster, but we got the hang of it quickly. 

This photo hasn’t had the color retouched. The lobster really was that red! And the taste was much more flavorful than lobster we had before.


The sun was setting as we walked back to camp. It was kind of novel to be at the ocean, but not have the sun set behind the water. Instead, it went down behind us! 


We looked forward to watching the sun rise out of the ocean in the morning.

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