Another summer trip to Monhegan Island

I love this place, but it isn’t for everyone – Mom thinks she doesn’t need to go again next year.  Stepdad would have been OK not going this year. A didn’t go this year.

They all think there is nothing to do.

I agree.  It is why I love it! All there is to do is wander around and take photos, look at the beautiful scenery, listen to the birds, soak up the fresh air and sunshine, and eat really good (if expensive) food. (And even knit!)

Of course if you paint, there is plenty of that to do.  And there are galleries to explore.

This year, we stayed at the Island Inn, because it would be easy for a non-walking stepdad to get to, and because it has private baths. Plus it has that porch…and lawn.  You’ll see – here are my photos – from the dock in Port Clyde, past a famous little lighthouse and an immature eagle, to the island, then through two days there and back across the Gulf of Maine to home, with a brief slow down for seals on a rock. I loved every minute of it.


Our ferry, the Elizabeth Ann


The last of Port Clyde and the mainland we will see for a couple of days


Marshall Point Light – famous for being the lighthouse Forrest Gump runs out to touch in his transcontinental run.


A young eagle just sitting on a rock, hanging out.  Not close enough for a great photo, unfortunately.


Here we come!


Almost there….



I love all the gray houses perched on the rocks


Incoming boat is an important event each day, and most of the island trucks are on hand to meet it, to haul gear and supplies to local hotels and cottages.  But not people – unless you are completely infirm, you walk to your destination.  No bikes, no mopeds, ne rental cars, in fact, I don’t think there are any cars at all – just pick ups, four wheelers and golf carts.  And pickups have the right of way, because they belong to people who are working hard for a living.


Here’s our hotel – the Island Inn.  Our rooms are on the backside – nice and cool as they face east.  We had our dinner and breakfast here, but had lunches out while wandering the island.


The view from my third floor window, across the “meadow”.  If you can spot the flag on the left horizon, you can find the place we usually stay – it is the first building under the flag.  Up and over a very high hill, that we knew we didn’t want to walk up and over this trip.  And we didn’t.  Zipping up it in a golf cart is an entirely different proposition, however!






These shots are the view from the hotel porch, where we spent long restful hours, rocking and knitting. The island across the harbor is Manana.  It’s looming and stark, but it’s rocky bulk creates a safe harbor for Monhegan boaters and fishermen.


The lighthouse, and the next few shots are the view from the hill it sits on.


In this shot, you can see the Inn where we stayed – it is the big mansard roofed building in the center of the picture.  Our rooms were on this side, which faces east.  We got to see the sunrise over the hill.




This is one of my favorite little island houses



I do love poppies – and gray houses, and of course, blue, of any kind.  Any wonder I love this little garden?


Monhegan’s School – a dwindling year round population means that keeping it open is a big commitment.  But without it, you lose the families.  So the community makes that commitment, and by all accounts, it is a great school – K-8.  It sits on a rock (of course) but there is a little flower garden under the window.  I love that there are little gardens all over this island, tucked wherever there is some soil on the rock.



Back to the hotel lawn to await our ferry – of course, some knitting while we wait – I even have Mom knitting out in public these days – and knitting with lace weight yarn – her first time.  I, of course, had socks on the needles – I cast them on for the trip, because I knew they would be the perfect island project – not too heavy or complicated.  I knit most of a sock, so I am glad I had them.


Seals on the rocks on the way home.  An hour on a  ferry is a good transition from Island life to real life.  IT is a culture shock to get off the boat, into the car and drive home.  I do dream that someday I will be able to live there for a long time, but I know it is just that. And I keep dreaming it anyway.

17 thoughts on “Another summer trip to Monhegan Island”

  1. This is seems like a place of solitude. It certainly is terrific for knitters where fresh air and fiber can be your focus. I’ll have to Google it to learn more.

    1. I kept thinking it would be a great place for a knitting retreat. 🙂 In July and August, I suspect solitude is hard to find, as it is a small island and very touristy. But in June before school gets out, it is perfect. And I can only imagine what autumn and winter are like – lots of solitude. There are only about 65 people living there year round at this point.

    1. WHAT? You, the birding queen of Maine? It’s where all the migrating birds stop coming and going. We will have to make a plan to go there someday. In September, I hear the island is an amazing birder place.

  2. Your are a very, very lucky person to be able to do this. I’d love to experience it in the winter. When I lived in Maine I would wait all summer for the tourists to leave.

    1. I know I am lucky! It is an amazing place to live – and as fro tourists – yes, one more week before the huge onslaught begins – right now we are on the fringes. Thankfully, with the long winter, schools are open later in June. So families aren’t here yet. It is what we call the Spring and Fall tourists – newlywed and nearly dead. 🙂 So it was a good time to go be tourists ourselves. Sometime I will do a winter trip over there – even if I can’t live there, I can visit more often. 🙂

  3. What beautiful scenery! I would definitely be up for a trip like that. Of course I’d bring along my cross stitch 🙂 But it looks so beautiful and relaxing!

  4. Oh wow. I love this place too!! I also want to come and visit. It is so very beautiful. And who wants to do anything when on vacation, you are supposed to do absolutely Nothing. Except for knitting, of course, but that does not count. 🙂
    To be able to walk around there and enjoy the view and just take it all in, that would be wonderful. Lucky you.
    Thanks for sharing with us all. Loved it. 🙂

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Yarn Harlot

random posts about things I am doing or thinking

Boogie's Blog

Spin, Knit, Weave, Crochet, Cook, Garden, Preserve, Hobby Farming, and so much more.

My Time Stitching

And whatever else I have been up to...


putting down roots in Maine

Marja.9105 Arctic

stories about life in the north

Where we knit with a passion


handwork, writing, life, music, books


Knitting, photography and cats.

Blog Rss

random posts about things I am doing or thinking

random posts about things I am doing or thinking

Mulch and More Crafts

Arts, Crafts, Custom Works, From primarily sustainable resources.

Proper Tension

random posts about things I am doing or thinking

Fernwood Nursery & Gardens

Maine's Shadiest Nursery

KT's Slow Closet

Knitting ideas, inspiration and free patterns, plus crochet, weaving, and more

Dartmoor Creative - Bekki Hill

a creative life on Dartmoor

Words and Stitches

woolgathering at its best

V-Lo's View

Every day ramblings about my day, my dog, my friends, my house and my garden.

A Note From Abroad

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sailaway from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” ~ Mark Twain

Verily Knits

Designs by Claire Slade

%d bloggers like this: