Cosy Harbor, Southport, Maine. Every summer from the time I was in diapers until I was 15 my parents took my brother and I up to Southport, Maine for at least a week or two. I have very fond memories of the Southport Island and Boothbay Harbor area. Lobster bakes, sailing with friends and family, fishing for mackerel with my dad, tide pooling, beaches, the beautiful Maine smell – of pine trees and the salt water of the Atlantic, etc, etc.

When we were old enough, my mother signed my brother and I up for the sailing program at the yacht club. The same yacht club where my mother learned to sail when she was a little girl. It is in the harbor and the Sheepscot River in the background of the photo above where I learned to sail in the tiny ten foot sailboats called ‘turnabouts’ (the official sailing class of the boat is a ‘National 10‘).

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