It was agreed all around and we headed across the island to the Bath Tub. “Why is it called Hermit Island?” Red Bikini asked. “Hermit Island is part of Small Point, named after Francis Small that moved here in 1678. He supposedly was a hot shot that fought off Indian attacks. They built a fort here in the 1700’s but the Indians burned it down. Hermit Island got its name because an actual hermit lived here. He raised sheep and cattle but wouldn’t let anyone near him or his house. The butcher would hide in the bushes and tackle him, pinning him to the ground while he made his deals for wool and meat.”

“I see lobster boats everywhere. Is that all you do around here, catch lobsters?” One Piece asked. “Nope; there are six hiking trails on Hermit Island, canoe rentals, 275 campsites, beaches to hang out on, tons of wildlife and of course the Kelp Shed.” As if on cue a deer darted in front of us, bouncing through the woods out of sight. “I just live across the water but my friends and I camp here all the time” I replied.

 My friends waved as we approached the entrance to the Bath Tub. “Too early in the season, water is wicked cold. We’re going to the Kelp Shed. You coming?” Robby asked eyeing the girls with an extended invitation. With okays and sures all around we walked the twisted trail of wild blueberries and sea oats towards the sound of live music, the smell of french fries cooking and the anticipation of a memorable summer day on Hermit Island Maine.

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