Find respite from the Bar Harbor crowds with a restorative trek across an ephemeral gravel land bridge (the town’s namesake) to lupine-strewn Bar Island.
Elle Logan rowed in Beijing and London and won gold both times. This summer in Rio, she’s made it three for three. So why haven’t you heard of Maine’s baddest Olympian?
Each month, Down East editors select our favorite response to “Where in Maine?” Here is our favorite letter from the May photo of Great Falls at Veterans Memorial Park, Lewiston.
With the help of some 460 volunteers Barbara Charry has been able to identify hotspots where animals and humans seem most likely to meet on the road.
This chain of four evergreen-spiked islands in Frenchman Bay is a short paddle from the village of Bar Harbor.
Our 12 favorite Maine swimming holes are little heralded and sparsely visited, sylvan spots along quiet trails where locals gather when the mercury rises.
The lake is ever ready, the pace is undemanding, and one day folds softly into the next. This is Kezar.
Can you name the island and the peaceful cape where this boat is docked?
Here are some pictures from the 2016 Penobscot Bay Food Cruise, an unforgettable week aboard the schooners Stephen Taber and Ladona.
It took centuries of storm waves to hew Monument Cove’s namesake pillar from the rugged granite cliffs. Still, the improbable-looking monument is “quite ephemeral.”
There’s something oh-so-inviting about a mountain pond, and few in Acadia are more picturesque than the little spring-fed kettle pond known as The Bowl.
On the occasion of finding his 50-year-old camp letters, one veteran journalist pens a heartfelt love letter to his Maine summer camp.