Four generations traveled from six (or maybe it was seven) states to enjoy the beauty of Maine. We traveled north for an overnight stay had a great mexican meal, swam in the warm water, kayaked and sang tunes around the campfire (citronella candles). All night loons called out… wonderful. The party started before we arrived and continued after we left. Alas our stay was too brief. A complete account of this event will need to be reported by our intrepid reporter in the 4th Street Beat.