Coastal Maine in late Autumn is long shadows on rocky ledges and blue glints on quiet coves. It’s piles of pumpkins and pots of chrysanthemums at farmer’s markets. It’s flights of wild geese heading south under a harvest moon. Try as I might hold onto October, all it takes is a gust of wind to blow the memories away.
With still a hint of warmth in the air, I took to Boothbay with the family last month. I was captivated by the description of a historic accommodation in a Conde Nast magazine so I booked 2 nights at the Spruce Point Inn.
The full-service resort is a vacationers summer playground and, luckily, we got in just before the resort shuttered for winter. Peace and seclusion setting the stage for a wonderful visit. My landlubbing family transitioned into the “housekeeping cottage” quite effortlessly too.
Tucked behind the Main Inn, we ascended onto one of three front porches at The Cardinal Cottage. We were greeted by several hanging baskets of attractive purple ivy geraniums not yet affected by frost.
We were welcomed to a galley-style kitchen with all the amenities: a Keurig coffee maker with plenty of Green Mountain coffee and tea pods, a microwave, and small fridge. The rolled-stone hearth took center stage among periodic details like vintage sleds and historical resort photography.
Mutti deservingly earned the king-size bedroom, sister called shotgun on the plush-top queen and I shared the twin beds with the pup.
While it proved too choppy to paddle a canoe or kayak in the ocean, Captain George Decsy (compliments of the hotel) provided a private launch aboard the Bright Line. The scenic tour circled Burnt Island for an 1800’s lighthouse sighting then onto points where bald eagles and rare puffins rest.
In the afternoon, I took to soaking in the infinity hot tub overlooking Linekin Bay while Mutti was enticed by trails through an old growth forest.
For more photos of the historic main inn and townhouses, check out my FLICKR album.