The Little Red Cottage where we stayed for most of our trip to Maine. This grand adventure was one of our most memorable trips ever. These fotos were lost for years after the 2010 house fire and recently recovered. A good many remain missing and probably lost forever. Life goes on anyway. I started composing this foto-essay for my family in August 2024, 15 years after those wonderful, halcyon summer days of August 2009. We all loved this little cabin. You can see the blue waters of the lake thru openings in the trees.

Crawford Pond, the huge lake the Little Red Cottage overlooks. The cabin sits back in the woods up on a ridge overlooking the water’s edge. Both cottage and pond weren’t too far from the little town of Union in Downeast Maine. In Maine and in much of New England and indeed the Northeast in general lakes are called ponds. Most other places including where I grew up in the South and later while living in the Northwest small lakes were called ponds and the big ones just lakes. We swam and paddled in beautiful, fun Crawford Pond daily. From Monday 17 August 2009.

Water’s Edge. Canoe of dreams. People didn’t worry about theft despite stories of rare, rogue hermits back in the woods who pilfered around for supplies.

Kate takes the leap!

Happy sisters! Morgan (now Dylan) & Talia grinning away at Acadia National Park, From Wednesday 19 August 2009.

These two former lovebirds, however, when together during those years were the reason this Familymoon Adventure happened. Kristina Katayama Bass & William Dudley Bass at Acadia National Park, Maine, on Wednesday the 19th of August 2009.