We left Lisbon, New Hampshire mid-morning, after another exceptional breakfasts at Bishop Fram B&B. It was about 2 hours to our next stop, Kingfield, Maine. Along the way we encountered construction delays in what seemed like the middle of nowhere, and we found another use for the GPS. Coming up on a small town, we were both hungry and ready for lunch, but neither of our guidebooks even knew the won existed. But the GPS was quickly reprogrammed to show us where the restaurants were, so we cruised the main street until we found one that looked right. It was a good choice -- our first lobster sandwiches of the trip.
We had Kingfield on our itinerary because we wanted to visit Robert and Hilde's son, Gabe, at his cattle ranch. Maine has always seemed to us an unlikely place for a cattle ranch, and as we got closer and closer, it seemed even more improbable. But finally we identified the right landmarks, made our turn, and there was Gabe and his ranch. We spent a couple of hours getting the Grand Tour, and learning why Maine is an excellent place for a cattle ranch, especially for grass fed cattle that Gabe is raising. After our tour Gabe joined us for dinner at a nearby ski resort that was just opening for the season. Sadly, none of his beef -- prized by chefs all along the east coast -- but a good meal all the same.
It had been a long day, and we were both relieved to finally get settled in our hotel, which was itself an experience -- the Herbert Grand Hotel. We could almost see the gentlemen and ladies of another era bustling through the hotel, which now seems to us to be pretty well in the middle of nowhere.
So adieu, Kingfield, and off to the coast. Next stop: Bar Harbor.
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