The drive alone makes this lobster pound a worthy destination. It’s about 12 miles south of Route 1, down winding Route 127, past bogs and spruce forests with glimpses of the ocean. (Head south from Woolwich, just across the big bridge from downtown Bath.) Drive until you pass a cluster of clapboard homes, and then keep going until you can’t go any farther. Wander out to the wharf (with great views) and place your order. This is a down-home affair, with local lobstermen coming and going on all aides. The adjacent snack bar purveys soda and side dishes; gather all your grub and settle in at a picnic table or a grassy spot at the edge of the dirt parking lot. But don’t expect to be alone: Despite its edge-of-the-world feel, this beloved pound draws steady traffic and can actually get crowded on weekends.