We had favorite spots, parking places truth be known, when I was a teenager. This idyllic place was our Coombs neck destination back in the fifties and sixties. Under this beautiful oak we'd sit, listening to rock n roll on WMEX from Saugus, Mass., drinking beer or whaterver we could get our hands on, smoking Camels or Lucky Strikes and wondering at the stoic resistance of whatever young lady we'd persuaded to come along.
Bluff Head is nearly 100 feet high. A modest fall from its easternmost shore, while admiring my first unobstructed view of both Stonington and Isle a Haut, cost me my glasses and a couple of sore shins.
Thanks for writing; I just discovered it and really enjoyed following along on your big walk. Looking forward to more!
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