Freeport, ME.

Leaving Fundy, still looking for Bullwinkle...

arriving in Freeport about seven hours later, where we headed to the South Freeport wharf...

and the excellent Harraseeket Lunch and Lobster. I had scallops and their stupendously stupendous onion rings and Sandi had--what else?--a lobster roll.

At the wharf:

And near our motel, the FBI, or Freeport Big Indian, forty feet of politically incorrect All-American fun. Here's a site with a few pix for context, and here's my photo:

Sunset at the Casco Bay Inn on the last night of our trip.