Back Home at Loon Landing

Yesterday was moving day. We packed up all of our stuff from our two weeks at Summer Dreams and moved down the lake about 1500 feet to the place that first captured our imaginations over ten years ago, the magical Loon Landing. It was a difficult day. Maine, along with just about everyone else, is in the midst of a heat wave, yesterday’s high temperature reached 89 with suddenly NO WIND. When you’re sweating and there’s no air conditioning and no breeze, the only relief is going for a swim. So, around 6:00 last night all three of us did just that. Pam and I took advantage of the still conditions by breaking out the floats. Lucy, who is never more relaxed than when we are all together in one place, swam circles around our floats, occasionally coming over to lay her head on the arm of the float, close her eyes and just hang there in the water for a nap. It was adorable.

Perhaps I should give you guys a tour of the place. When you enter the door of the main cabin this is what you see.

Wall to wall glass with magnificent lake views. Walk up a tricky, very upright set of stairs and you are in a bedroom with a spectacular view. This is where some of the most epic naps of my entire life have been taken.

But, as cute as the inside of the place is, the action is outside. This is where we eat our meals.

This is the amazing deck that stops practically at the water’s edge.

The dock provides great views not just of the lake but especially of the cabin.

Loon Landing even comes with a sandy beach.

There’s a guest house just behind the cabin which has housed many of our friends over the years.

When you pull up into the driveway this is what you see.

So, this will be home for the next 4 weeks. In our hearts it is always home away from home.