Maine’s number-one visitor attraction lies just a few miles from this rugged fishing village, but it’s so quiet, you’d never know it — certainly not in December. Can you name this village?
Between 1888 and 1895, the light station was moved four times. Its first keeper, Eba Ring, was succeeded by Charles Ames, who was paid $25 a month for lighting the lamps at dusk and extinguishing them at dawn every morning.
Building a company’s brand around its Maine identity isn’t as straightforward as it might seem.
Billed as a “foot sanctuary and tea house,” Soakology offers packages that pair therapeutic treatments with just the right leaves.
Each month, Down East editors select our favorite response to “Where in Maine?” Here is our favorite letter from the September photo at Sebasco Harbor Resort.
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Like Stephen King, the famous author it raised, Durham is quiet and a little weird, with some strange stuff going on upstairs.
Underground puppeteers take center stage at a bawdy annual slam in Portland.
There’s little more satisfying than the crunch of a just-picked apple — except maybe a warm, freshly baked cider donut. Bet you can’t resist.
The ravine spanned by this mottled stone footbridge cleaves a property once owned by one of Maine’s first families.
Want to play zombie for a day? Shuffle this way, to Bangor’s sixth annual celebration of the living dead.
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