Maine off season- part two

This is part two of this article; part one is right here
Old Orchard beach was just south of Portland. Not even a hundred feet away from the sand of the beach we had an entire appartement to ourselves. When we got the TV going we saw the first bear-nuisance reports from where we just left. Conveniently on the way back to the Boston airport this last base location was chosen because it was near Portland.
Supposedly a place steeped in artists, galleries and artistic life. I did see some places of exposition but nothing in- nor about the galleries caught my interest in particular.

Old Orchard beach was something else. It was like being in an unsupervised candy store for photographers. Continue reading “Maine off season- part two”