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My husband and I eloped on Valentine’s Day 25 years ago. I grew up in the Camden Rockport area and was living in Camden. My fiance was a sculptor working on his MFA in New York City. We had planned for him to drive up the night before and in the morning, ski down Beauchamp Point along the harbor to get married out on on "the ledges." But it rained all night, and melted a lot of the snow. In the morning we put on our mud boots and sloshed our way down the road with my neighbors who were our witnesses and my sister who as a notary public could marry us . We climbed over what snow was left on the muddy path and out to the ledge that hangs over Rockport Harbor. It was grey and windy and the sea spray dashed over the rocks. And it was perfect just as it was. |
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My wife and I have always been in love with the ocean (swimming, sailing, fly fishing, sunbathing, boating, etc.) and we love Ferry Beach...it's a beautiful location, relatively uncrowded (or it used to be) and the fishing is also very good. It kind of became one of our special places...swimming/bathing/fishing in the summer, x-country skiing in the winter, walks year-round, etc. Our dogs love it there too.
During the summer, they have these planes that drag banners advertising this and that flying up and down the beach from Saco to Scarborough. I arranged to have one of those planes drag a banner that proposed to my wife...it said "Jill will you marry me? I love you" and I brought the ring and some champagne to the beach. At the designated time, the plane flew by very close to us, I drew my wife's attention to it and she was blown away. I produced the ring (carefully, cleverly hidden in my fly box...a place I knew she'd never look) proposed and of course she said yes. The whole beach knew it was us and everyone clapped and cheered as I popped the champagne and poured...cool huh? |
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