Friday, September 24, 2010

Mr. Taylahh Part Two

My previous post described this local fella Beck and I found when we first arrived in the Bar Harbor, ME area almost 6 months ago. 

To save you from reading the previous post,  Mr. Taylahh and wife live on the outskirts of Bar Harbor, about 3 miles or so into the foothills of Cadillac Mountain on Mt. Dessert Island.  It takes about 10 minutes or so on that dirt road they live on but we have found the trip well worth it every time.  The Taylahhs do and sell about whatever to make a buck or two.  We buy their eggs, err, their chicken's eggs and you never know what to expect.. in a typical dozen you'll find a few smalls, a jumbo, white, brown, and green in color.  Yes green! 
We (I) also buy the little neck clams he digs 'bout every day.


Well this morning at about 8am I saw a car pull up outside the RV.  Bigger than live it was Mr. Taylahh.  The past few times to his place for clams, no luck, the state has the one and only local little neck flat closed due to, well, whatever.  The state lifted the ban on that area this morning (a flat off an island ~ 15 miles from here) and Mr. Taylahh went out clammin.  On the way back to his place, he remembered me talking about the RV Park we are in - it was on his way so he stopped and bagged up a couple pounds for me. 
 
You could have knocked us over with a feather when I saw him climb out of his truck still in his yellow slicker and thigh high rubber boots.  Beck took a few pictures from inside the trailer - as you can see, it was rainin' out.
 
The thing about Mr. Taylahh is that he is a very expressive talker - Italian like, and always has something to say.  He said "like yah bumpah stickah - didn't notice it beforah".  I Picked the magnetic bumper sticker up at my barber's place.  Haircut for $8.00 anyone?  Only in Maine, add a couple bucks for a tip - $10.00.  Now Stacey (the barber) is another story but as I said - another story.

Back to Mr. Taylahh... he remembered me always buying 2 pounds at a time and so bagged that up for me.   I guess it was the first time I ever had clams on the half shell for breakfast but am here to tell ya...until you've had little necks just an hour out of the cool muddy flats of Frenchman's Bay, you haven't had little necks. 

Actually I didn't eat them all, going to bake clams casino for lunch.  But I had to try a few, 3, 4 as fresh as they were.  I guess the only way I can describe it, that is, the one word that expresses the taste is SWEET.  I know, non clam eaters are scratching their head - raw clams - yucch - SWEET?   That and briny and juicy and all that reminds you of the sea.

One of the most popular websites dedicated to RV'ing is http://www.rv.net/ .  In those forums the question comes up quite often... "why is it that some full time RV'ers chose to stay in one area for 3,4,5 months, or an entire season - instead of a day or two and then moving on to somewhere else?".  Nothing wrong with moving every few days, nothing at all!  But this part of my post is dedicated to another of the reasons Becky and I prefer to stay put for months at a time.  Given time in one area, you get to know the locals and discover places that remain completely undiscovered by those that don't let a bit of grass grow under their feet.  Richard, yes, after 5-1/2 months, Mr. Taylor introduced himself by first name while delivering little neck clams to my door.  When I opened the door he was all smiles "recognized your truck and thought I'd bring ya some little necks - OK if ya don't have money right now".   So fellow RV'ers, add that visit I had this morning  to the many other reasons you've read on the net why some of us prefer to hang out for a while here'n'there.

And finally, to answer the question "has the season changed the landscape up in Maine yet?  Yes... the show is just beginning in this neck of the woods.
These are the view we have from our dining room table, work table, work bench, computer table, office desk in our trailer.

Well... that's about it.  In a few short weeks we will be heading South and West, ultimately to Lake Elsinore, CA for most of the winter with stops in NY, NJ, TN, AL, TX and NM to visit friends and family along the way.