This is going to be an epic post, because we just got back from an epic vacation.
11 years ago, the Sikkinks celebrated my grandparents’ 50th anniversary by all gathering in Saco, Maine. It was such a hit, that it’s now an every five years tradition. Well, almost. The third was planned for last summer, but did not happen for obvious reasons. So this was the make-up reunion!
It was mere moments after we arrived, that the boys wanted to head to the ocean beach that was conveniently only a block away. Grandma and Grandpa rose to the occasion. Here they are returning.
In the evenings, the crew gathered at my aunt and uncle’s house nearby to eat, play games and chatter. It had been a very long time since I’d seen most of them!
Then we’d go back to our home on the marsh. So beautiful!
Sunday was the ‘Sikkink Open,’ the family golf tournament. Charlie lists this as his top favorite memory of the trip.
I hear he’s a bit of a wild cart driver!
Mom and I opted out of the golf tournament when I was about 14, so we spent an exploratory day walking around Biddeford.
That afternoon, we met for a family photo. Lynn’s a pro, so she helped orchestrate folks into the best arrangement.
Here we are waiting for our instructions
Each day was a big day for this little guy!
Then we all had to do some exploring. It’s so fun to watch the water and rocks meet.
The morning coffee spot
Monday, we went in to Portland, which is just delightful.
It happened to be a music festival all over the city, so we happened upon some fun stuff, like a clawfoot tub on the sidewalk that anyone could climb into to ‘sing in the shower.’ I regret missing the opportunity, but truly every song except ‘Happy Birthday’ went right out of my head!
We found a kid-centric band that Henry and I enjoyed while the others explored (or got their hair cut, in Joe’s case).
On a recommendation from Joe’s stylist, we hit Highroller Lobster, and were really glad we did.
Oh, hey there, Portland Headlight!
Charlie took this one:
The ocean was an everyday spot for me.
Henry really got into the sand.
The beach was a great place for the kids to bond.
Joe and I had a date night in Biddeford that started out with amazing food and cocktails and ended with a labyrinthian explore in the rain through the mill complex. Perfect.
I’d always wanted to walk from our part of the beach to Old Orchard Beach, not for the destination, just to make the journey. Nobody seemed to think four miles of beach walking was worth it.
But I convinced a few people this time!
My cousin is getting married this summer. Many of us won’t be able to make it back to Maine for the ceremony, but the bride’s mother thoughtfully arranged to have the shower take place while we were all there.
We all had a LOT of fun creating our collective gift for her
Such a pretty location!
A side benefit of our jaunt to OOB, was the discovery of a wonderful soda fountain in Ocean Park. Joe and I walked the boys up there the next morning for breakfast. They found their own table for two!
Then we met up with a bunch of the crew in Kennebunkport for a boat cruise and lobster lesson.
We spent pretty much the whole trip up front. Where better?!
We did lunch back in Biddeford in one of the big former textile mills.
The cafe was called Jackrabbit, and the boys loved all the bunnies around!
Group Photo # 2!
After our lobster tour, it was lobster boil night.
We followed up the lobsters with s’mores
The kids kept vanishing, and we found out later they’d made a ‘home’ in the woods. There were tick checks and lots of bug bites that came out of it, but it was totally worth it to hear the fun they were having. Henry wanted me to document their forest home so he could remember it.
Back to Biddeford! While Joe brought my parents to the airport, the boys and I wandered through the shop-filled streets of Saco and Biddeford. Here we are on the footbridge.
A particular antique shop was our destination. Henry found a great book on how to draw trains.
Joe met up with us for lunch at the dining car.
Then we learned about the history of the town and its mills.
Then we had one last trip to the beach and a final evening with the crew. It was windy and cold, so Henry dug himself a wind shelter.
A great week! It was hard to leave, but always good to get home.
The first night home, I slept in until 11:15am. Apparently I had some catching up to do!