Sunday, July 31, 2005

York Beach, ME

York Beach is pretty honky-tonk.

I could have bought a horned skull with knives for teeth. The hand belongs to the proprietor, who pushed the skull forward to aid my photography.

The sand was very hot and looked like mud. I grew very interested in digging a round hole with my foot.

Then we went to this place with a very frequently photographed lighthouse.

The lighthouse is only accesible by this little white cable car, which you can't go on. Maybe it no longer works; I don't remember.

It is right by a bunch of huge rocks, maybe even boulders. You can scramble over them and watch the surf break and splash.

Or fish.


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