Finally set aside some time to finish long ago started post on our motorcycle trip to Bar Harbor, Maine: to relive these several magical days in August.
To beat the traffic we started Sat afternoon and made it to Portland, with a detour to Bob’s Clam Hut in Kittery for lunch: terrific fried oysters.
Nothing special to report from Portland – we got there pretty late and had a trouble to find a decent place for a dinner – every place suggested on Chowhound had a long wait so we crushed at Gritty McDuff’s brewpub for a so so burger and awful fries. The beer was not much better. Was too early to go back to hotel and we wandered a bit but there was nothing much to see – boutiques and galleries were already closed for the day. Fortunately we stumbled on Sebago pub, another brewing company in Portland. With no high expectations (had Sebago’s beer before and were not impressed) we ordered Frye’s Leap IPA, and it was ambrosial: A perfect wind up of the day…
Skipped breakfast at Portland in anticipation of a substantial lunch at Sea Basket, Wiscasset on the way to MTI. But the address on GPS brought us to the middle of nowhere. Back to Route 1 passing Red’s Eats, another notable shack w/o stopping turned off by a very long line. And then we noticed a road sign inviting to Glidden Point Oyster Farm just within several miles off Route 1. We pulled in and got some fresh oysters just to realize that not only they don’t shuck them, the farm doesn’t have any place outside for DIY. Refusing to give up we buy an oyster knife, and start riding around looking for a spot for an impromptu picnic. We end up in a small marina of some unknown town, and eat our oysters on a narrow stone beach pretty much on a parking lot. With a tiny bottle of tabasco as the only condiment, these are nonetheless the best oysters we ever had!
Back on the motorcycle now to our final destination with a short stop to admire the Penobscot Narrows Bridge.
Stay tuned for the next installments…
