State Parks are amazing. We need more of them, more support for them and more time for everyone to take advantage of them. Wow. Cobscook State Park in Maine is such a little gem. Of course, you need to be hardy to biting insects, like flies, etc. However, it’s an extremely special place. The tidal shift is gigantic, and the landscape changes dramatically over the course of the day, alternating from a simmable, boatable bay to a massive, sticky, mudflat. The tide changes so quickly, in fact, that you can watch the water level change over just one minute!
I love the mornings where the water and the sky are one. I paddled out into this blank white nothingness. It was silent, still, perfection.
Liam cooks pancakes.
Pancakes.
The camp stove is a truly marvelous invention.
It rained a lot the first night.
We hiked a bit on the Cutler Trail. Here is Reid on that hike, on a shockingly steep pennisular point with scary drops on either side. Naturally, we had lunch here.On the same Cutler Trail hike, we visited a stunning rounded-rock beach and made endless cairns and skipped a great many perfect stones.Another view from the Cutler Trail.But just being on Cobscook is something special all by itself. When the tide is out, you have to walk in the mud!And fire. There’s nothing like fire.We allowed ourselves to just hang out. Read the NY Times. Read books. Mess around on the water. Wow. I want to do this forever.Katie demostrates the feeling, in a nutshell. Just honored to be here!
Thanks for this update and the beautiful pictures. We felt like we got to be there with you (but without being bit by insect…naturally we missed not having a pancake).
Tea and Kate 
“Peace is like a river”–or a foggy oceanside. Serene!
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Thanks for this update and the beautiful pictures. We felt like we got to be there with you (but without being bit by insect…naturally we missed not having a pancake).
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