So enjoyed my stay here in the quiet woods! The rioting fall colors, the coziness of the space, the faithful wood stove, the swings, the porch where rain just sounds so good. So healing to be here. Thank you for building this tiny house with love. I adored being here.

Soooo peace filled! After just moving out of our intown apartment, this place was a much needed respite!

It was lovely to simply rest and take in the simple beauty of the moment. I LOVED the wood stove! It is much like the one on my old farm, so I felt right at home. It's a fast stove, in that it heats up quickly, and bursts very high heat, so DO mind the pots! (FYI: Green wood helps temper the heat and spread it out more) So nice to cook on it, and reconnect with the earth honoring, satisfying actions of living simply, quietly, peacefully.

Loved walking the trails with my dog, enjoying the birdcalls, he taking in all the smells. When we were indoors, we really liked getting an eye full of forest out of the big windows. On our first morning, a flock of grackles moved through, sifting leaves and looking for grubs, and all of us (dog, cat and moi) were transfixed with wonder as we watched them. Sitting out on the porch in the afternoon light as it crawled across the meadow...so serene! The loons added their calls at dawn and dusk each day, and I so needed to hear them.

Enjoyed the farm tour, and learning about the interesting crops Barbara grows. Chris's paintings adorn the walls of the cottage. My fave? The one with a seagull and eagle at the fishladder. Those two are having a conversation!

I look forward to coming back to hear the woods come alive with birds during the long slow unfolding of spring.

This place is exactly what we needed!

Gorgeous spot for a campout! I really enjoyed my trip there, it was just perfect for my needs. The kayak provided helped me explore the river with ease. The new life jacket was a thoughtful touch. I really appreciated the beauty of nature all around, with the sounds of nature eclipsing the sounds of humans. I look forward to camping there again!

A gentle breeze stirs along the shoreline, gently moving the lavender pickerel weed blossoms in rounds of agreement. Cattails across the river wave back in one accord, rippling in the breeze.

A Great Blue Heron stands ready to snatch out minnows, its quiet endurance a testament to patience and quick action.

An osprey keer keers above, wings frothing the air as it helicopters over the water, patiently searching for fish.

Such is the quality of natural peace to be found at Peace Pipe Point. Situated within 30 minutes reach of Bangor and Waterville and close to I-95, it's fairly close to things by Maine standards, and just far away enough to feel indeed away.

The campground is on a privately owned home property along the river. Recently fixed up and enhanced with group and site fire pits, lush gardens, tent sites, and an outdoor kitchen area. Woodchip paths and tent pads make staking easy, too. It could be the perfect place for camping oriented family reunion, with several fire pit areas ready to use and plenty of room.

A canoe and kayak with life jackets are available. I was pleased to see a brand new life jacket thoughtfully placed there for my use. Kayaking the river's tranquil waters, the current was gentle and easy to paddle back against. The clear water made it eady to see the plants underneath. Paddling out to see the sunset was time well spent, viewing cotton candy clouding that even Maxfield Parrish would have admired. The massive snapping turtle I mistook for a rock and almost ran over was impressively armored yet quick to disappear below.

I love places where one can see the sunrise over the water, and here it is impressively framed by two stands of trees, one a massive maple whose graceful, upswep limbs reach out over the water.

Dinner cooked on my new campstove, was of course the best ever tasted. Time spent firegazing, star and comet watching made for a perfect day. Falling asleep to a full bullfrog chorus was fun too.

I loved it here and will be back.

Oh, during rush hour you can hear the airbrakes and obnoxious motorcyclers. But they are few, far away, and going 70+ mph. The nature between that is roaring. That and the privacy afforded here is more important to me.

This is exactly what I needed to escape the intown mighty mowers that ravage the sound barrier in my little area. It was my first time solo camping and was everything I needed. I can't wait to get back already.