Camden, ME: A Gem of a Town

The scenic drive from Rockport (last post) led me to the town of Camden where I was welcomed with free parking everywhere. A walk down the streets could make you feel you’re stepping right into a movie set.

Camden's Main Street

Camden's Street


Camden Harbor

But the stunning view came later when I drove up to the summit of Mt. Battie in the Camden Hills State Park. There at the highest point of the town, a panorama of Penobscot Bay and its surrounding countryside was fully displayed:

The Summit

View from the top 3


View from the top 4That was the same breathtaking view a young aspiring poet Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892 – 1950) beheld, inspiring her to write the famous poem “Renascence”. Her epiphany at the top of Mt. Battie set off a poetic expedition which eventually led the Poet to the literary summit of a Pulitzer in 1923. There on the mountain top was this plaque honoring ‘America’s finest lyric poet.’

Edna St. Vincent Millay Plaque“And reaching up my hand to try,
I screamed to feel it touch the sky.
I screamed, and—lo!—Infinity
Came down and settled over me…”

– lines from “Renascence”

Every time I feasted my eyes and mind, my stomach would in turn crave for my attention. So after a lingering at this inspiring site, I went down the slope back to town and found my way to the popular Cappy’s Chowder House. There I had the best chowder of my life: A Lobster/Oyster/Mussel/Seafood Chowder, yes, all of them in a Cappy’s cup for $9.99

Best ChowderAll substanceA good finish to a rewarding day.


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If she’s not birding by the Pond, Arti’s likely watching a movie, reading, or writing a review. Creator of Ripple Effects, bylines in Asian American Press, Vague Visages, Curator Magazine.

28 thoughts on “Camden, ME: A Gem of a Town”

  1. Oh, good… you did enjoy the sights and food in Camden and the view from Mount Battie! My husband still wears his polo shirt from Cappy’s and The Grand Harbor Inn is one of my favorite hotels anywhere!


  2. hi Arti,
    Many years ago (decades), when my husband and I dropped his son off at Dartmouth College (NH) for his freshman year, we took the same trip as you through Maine and the surrounding area in the fall. Priceless!! You loved what i loved, beheld what i beheld (view from Mt. Battie to boot) and ate at many of the same local spots. Reading your posts is a lovely deja vu. 🙂 Thank you for sharing.


    1. Heather,

      It’s ripples generated like yours that are so gratifying. Good to have someone share similar experiences and pleasures. Thanks for stopping by the pond and throwing in your two pebbles. 😉


  3. I thought the chowder was a cup of tea, and then I saw the next picture.
    I hope one day I will be lucky enough to go to the East Coast and have some chowder.


    1. Denise,

      Soups and chowder usually come in two sizes, cup and bowl. I should have ordered a bowl after tasting this delicious chowder. Hopefully one day you might be able to come over to N. Am for a visit. 😉


    1. Charlotte,

      O I should have included the short code ME, for Maine. Have been posting a series of my road trip to New England in the last week. I’m sure the two Camden’s are very different. 😉


  4. Quaint little town. (I first thought of Camden in London too but knew where you were traveling)
    You’re still giving me ideas for next summer! 🙂


        1. Of course! Sorry. But I’d love to explore Paris too. I’d seen so little the last couple of times I was there. Would love to explore the southern parts too. I was in Provence a few years back but only for a short time. Would love to stay there for a longer while. 🙂


  5. That chowder sounds to die for! And so beautiful, those remarkable views. I wasn’t familiar with the St. Millay poem. It is perfect. I can’t imagine how wonderful it was to be that close to the big water. To be able to look and as far as you can see, water and sky. I haven’t had that experience for several years and I miss it.

    Your photos are terrific. The overcast sky may have reduced some of the “awe” factor — but definitely not all of it — and the light made things so beautiful to shoot!


    1. Jeanie,

      As a matter of fact, I wasn’t familiar with Edna St. Millay’s poem either. But with a plaque honouring her right there at the top of Mt. Battie, I must research on her I told myself. And for that chowder, you won’t believe those were all inside what looked like was a tiny cup. Now I miss it. Want to go back and try a big bowl!


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