Eastport is having something of a revival, with the formerly empty storefronts getting filled with all sorts of knickknack shops, antique stores, art galleries and studios and restaurants. What a great occasion, and I hope they get continued business. Eastport is yet another isolated DownEast Maine town that has lost out in the ongoing economic difficulties that already faced Maine long before the recession hit. However, as it is one of several ways to get into Canada, tourism is one of its engines.
With 50 minutes to kill while waiting to take the ferry to Canada, we had time to walk down Water street and glance in at most of the places here. The lovely 100 year old buildings add character to the stores, and most are nicely updated inside, creating a warm mixture of the old and new.
The Commons is one such place, and I enjoyed the many local Passamaquoddy Indian baskets and other artifacts on sale here. The reservation is about 3 miles away, and as we didn't have time to stop there on our way, we could at least see some of the finer handycrafts they produce on display here. Local artist paintings, jewelry, pottery and other items here made it a worthwhile stop; you won't find anything but locally made objects. The shopkeeper was very nice, and although I wanted to get something as a memento and a contribution to the local economy, I didn't have time to examine or fully appreciate all the items here. So I ended getting something you smell all the time along the roads here, sweetgrass. A braided weave of collected grass strands, it smells deliciously sweet and heady, a welcome reminder during my time away of the beauty of this State.
Purchase in hand I raced out the door, collected my passengers and drove up the road to the waiting ferry. And made a mental note to spend a good day in Eastport and the area next year. read more