On the coast of Maine, just an hour north of Portland, is a small piece of heaven called Hermit Island.  It's a private campground on the tip of one of the many glacialy carved fingers extending down into Casco bay. 

Among the islands many nice campsites are a handful of spectacular ones overhanging the water.  On this trip my wife Jayne and I managed to get one of the best.

We walked the island during the day and stopped to take some photos at this cool old anchor they have.

Our fire pit was a stones throw from the water on a high rock bluff situated perfectly for watching the sun set.

The area for the tent was a little further up the slope in a grove of bushes

Jayne passed the time waiting for sunset working on her swing.

The fire was blazing and we opened a bottle of red wine to toast the end of the day.

As darkness fell we stoked the fire and settled in for the night