Maine

By Everett Potter The ship is called Ladona, a tall-masted vessel, a windjammer, that spends its days sailing past fir-covered islands off the rocky Maine coastline. The only sounds are of the wind filling the canvas sails, the creaking of the ship’s timbers, and the squawk of gulls darting overhead. It’s

  Story by Melissa Coleman Normally, Ogunquit is one of those places I never think to visit. It’s just far enough from Portland (45 minutes) to make it out of the way, and close enough to Boston (1 hour) so that in summer it can feel touristy and crowded. However,

Story & photos by Melissa Coleman My family and I landed on an easy weekend travel formula: Book in at a resort hotel during a New England summer festival and enjoy a fun escape for all ages. Last summer we tried two such hotel/festival combos, one by the sea in

By Bobbie Leigh In his poem “Return of the Native” Marsden Hartley (1877-1943), after years of wandering declared himself “the painter from Maine.”  In the late 1930s, after decades of travels in the United States and Europe returning to Maine intermittently, Hartley goes home and stays there.   Back home,

By Steve Jermanok Sad to be leaving the Schooner Mary Day and heading back to civilization. I tried to convince Captain Barry to sail straight through Election Day but he had other commitments. The good news for you is that the Maine windjammer season runs all the way to mid-October.

Story & photos by By Melissa Coleman Migis Lodge, located on the shores of Maine’s Sebago Lake, may feel like a summer retreat where time never passes. However, the resort is celebrating its 100th anniversary this year and now welcoming forth (and even fifth) generation guests—evidencing that time has most

By Everett Potter We sailed at sunset on the Guildive, a motor yacht built in 1934 for a Wall Streeter to commute via the East River to a city emerging from the Depression. But we weren’t commuters and we were hundreds of miles north of Manhattan, in the dark waters

By Jeff Ryan Last September, I had the chance to spend a weekend at the National Park Service’s newest campground, Schoodic Woods, on the coast of Maine. The verdict? Stunning. While close to 3 million people visit Acadia National Park annually — and perhaps many more this summer when the

By Steve Jermanok On my multisport adventure this week visiting all four of the Maine Huts, I kept a running commentary in my notebook on the many surprises I found along the way. Huts Are Much More Comfortable Than You Imagine—From the cherry wood tables to the floor to ceiling windows

by Everett Potter A slow day of fishing is quickly forgotten when a decent fish finally takes the fly. Granted, this sounds like a truism of the kind that my beloved Yankee grandfather might have said to me as we fished in Maine together decades ago, but it had the