In 1881, the city of Rockland Maine spent a princely sum, $750,000, to make a 4300 foot breakwater to protect their harbor from the Nor'easters that define central Maine winters. Eighteen years and 732,777 tons of granite later, the light turned on at the Lighthouse.
On Saturday afternoon, I made the 7/8 of mile walk out to the lighthouse with my roommate Nick to see the regional landmark.
The lighthouse is stunning; Brick on one side, iconic New England farm house on the other.
After half an hour of taking photographs and taking in the scenery, the elements drove us back to mainland.
Needless to say, it was beautiful.
As the white light house blended into the Maine landscape on the long walk back, I started awkwardly singing the Talking Heads song, Road to Nowhere.
It was a one of my best outings in Maine.