Remaining in Maine into mid-September, for the first time in many years, has allowed Robin and I opportunities to enjoy and appreciate Robin Hood in unique ways. It feels odd to experience a Boston Whaler boat excursion to Camden Harbor without 10 campers aboard to share time together over lobster dinners. Downtown camp is an eerie ghost town without the vibrancy of hundreds of campers and counselors to bring it alive. There are no campers to play ping pong, tennis, golf, or chess with. But it is peaceful beyond words and serenely beautiful.
Even the loons seem to miss the liveliness Robin Hood creates on the lake for two months. Three curious loons surfaced next to our Hobie Cat sailboat and followed us to shore two days in a row as if to ask “where did everyone go?”
The irony is that late August and early September, after camp has closed, is the best time to be in Maine. Absolutely no mosquitos are buzzing, temperatures are in the 70’s and almost no rain. Nights can be brisk fall evenings.
It has been fun to have all the Robin Hood toys and lake to ourselves and friends. Now is time for reflection to review this past season and to re-calibrate to create plans for next summer. The next blog will announce what we are planning new for next summer.
Wish you were in Maine to share RH in it’s fall glory with us! Best of luck with school and your ambitions. Think of us from time to time. Only 283 days until Opening Day 2018! –Rick Littlefield