Right Under Our Nose

We’ve been coming to this part of Maine for about fifteen years. It’s hard to remember exactly the year we first came to family camp at Medomak, but it’s what’s got us hooked on this part of the world.

It’s laid back here, but it also has a lot of interesting stuff, like a world class art museum the Farnsworth, and some really fabulous restaurants like the Aster and Rose, and ocean views, which never get tiring.

In all the many months we have spent here, and specifically, in our time in Owls Head, we have never been to the Owl’s Head Transportation Museum until I was this many days old. How we have never gone is beyond me because it was just terrific.

The museum is on the other side of the airport from us so we never drive by it. It is a bit about planes, but a lot about cars. Not just any cars, but some of the most beautiful cars. Now I love old cars, (and no, they didn’t have any Morris Minors, but they had a huge collections of MG’s).

One of the most beautiful things about these cars were the name plates. Also the pin striping. The wheels of a fire engine were so decorative I was wondering if it served a purpose, like attracting men to be fire fighters.

One aspect of the museum that Carter and I particularly liked was the free motorcycle racing video game. This machine was right my sister Janet’s alley. I can’t wait for her to come visit us next year, as I anticipate we will hang at the museum for hours monopolizing this game. Thank goodness today Carter and I were the only ones in the room riding the motorcycle game. For the record Carter beat me coming in fourth on her best race. I came in fifth on my best race.

Just another fun day in Maine at the Owl’s Head Transport Museum, right under our nose.