Tuesday, December 10, 2013
The Coastal Maine town of Harpswell is home to the world's only Cribstone bridge. Construction began in 1927 on a bridge connecting two island communities allowing strong tides and currents to flow freely. Gravity alone holds these stacks of granite blocks atop one another. Storms have constantly beat upon the thousands of pounds of local granite that make up the bridge, but she has held her strength - pausing just once for repair in 2010. Claims state that Scotland once held a similar bridge, but no proof has ever been found. Added to the National Register of Historic Places in 1975 - it's surely a unique place to photograph and visit. If you haven't planned your next trip, I would recommend it.
Unloading our kayaks, we strapped on our L..L.Bean life vests and explored the coves of the islands. As fascinating as it is to explore the coast by foot, it's even more exciting to take in the view from the Atlantic. After exploring the harbor, we exited via the passageway built into the bridge and paddled a few afternoon hours. The sunshine was adequate, wind calm, and swells minimal.
The ancient slabs of granite evenly balance a two-lane roadway.
Perhaps one of the only towns in America whose power is carried via ocean telephone poles. The underbelly of the bridge houses a gap large enough to allow fishing boats to safely exit the harbor for daily fishing ventures. A pretty unique sight.
Local colorful buoy houses.
Photo from the kayak on the way out of the harbor.
After an afternoon paddle, we returned to load the kayaks and open a cold beverage. Sitting back on the shore, we watched the golden sun set beyond the village and we took in the scenery and of course chatted about plans for next weekend.
As sun sets on this historic bridge, I hope to cross her again soon. My body leaves tired, but I have plenty of photos to return home and sort through.
Truly a beautiful spot that makes Maine an ideal tourist destination.
Rhon Bell, an outdoor enthusiast, spends his time exploring the Maine Woods and documenting his journeys.
Growing up in Aroostook County, he embraced the outdoor lifestyle at a young age. Living today near Portland, he spends weekends and week-long adventures hiking New England summits, canoeing the historic Maine waterways, and ice fishing for lake trout.
Follow the journey as Window to the Woods discovers new destinations, and check out his other blog, Backwoods Plaid.