Maine 2011

  • Acadia

  • Sunrise Trail & Cobscook

  • Acadia & Return

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Day 3: Our favorite viewing spot in Acadia National Park: Seawall Picnic Area. Cormorants hanging themselves out to dry in the rays of the setting sun...

and lobstermen returning from catching someone's dinner.

No lobster dinner for this someone. When in Acadia, he eats Mainely Meat. More on that later.

First, we investigate the "greens" of Acadia. Is this a bird's-eye view of a forest...or a bug's-eye view of groundcover?

On closer inspection, hidden delights of Acadia are revealed: mosses and fungi and leaves - Oh, my.

Oops, the fungi seem to have "exploded" and the mosses seem to have burst into flower.

On closer inspection, the "flowers" are actually sporophyte capsules of the Hair Cap (or Star Cap) Moss.

Landscaped by Mother Nature and Father Time.

Peek-a-boo rainbow. To see one part of the spectrum, we had to be on one side of a tree, then take 4 steps to the east to see the other. To get pictures of both parts of the spectrum, we would have had to move faster.

Is RVan expanding? Does RVan just look bigger through Janie's telescope? Nope, RVan, a RoadTrek 170, is joined at Seawall by TheirVan, a RoadTrek 190.

A Seawall sunset is just as spectacular the following evening, from near ...

and far.

Then, like a genie from a bottle - Poof - it's gone. But we had more than three wishes granted: being together, alone, in a place we love, with great scenery, weather, and food.  And We Rode Bikes!

The next day, there were more wishes granted: blue skies, even bluer water, green mountains, great views and more bike riding.

This should have been a great picture of a bird in front of that rock, but as loons are wont to do, it dived into the blue water, to be seen again later, way out of camera range, only to reappear a few feet away when the camera was out of reach. If they are Loony and Birdbrains, how do they know just when to show and when to go?

Speaking of loony birdbrains, why does Janie have to consult a map on the third trip of the day around Witch Hole? Maybe she's showing Siena because it is Siena's first trip to Acadia.

When one tree shows such red leaves while all the others are still green, it is a sign of stress. What stress?

Busy beaver stress, that's what stress. This beaver had high hopes to attack such a large tree. A week later, the tree was still standing.

No stress for Janie, Bog, Siena & Midnight - just clear "sailing", seemingly alone, along the Acadia Carriage Roads.

On closer inspection, we are not alone.

Janie's closer inspection revealed she is not alone. Bog's out there somewhere, as are several ducks. She can barely see the forest for all the dead trees.

No map in front of her face, no binos in front of her face, just her face looking out at the gorgeous scenery in front of her face.

There's some of the gorgeous scenery: a view from Sargent Mountain, including Bog's trusty "steed", which he sometimes calls Midnight Rider, but mostly calls "my bike".

This is not our style of travel, but lots of others seem to enjoy it.

Which way did they go? Which way did they go? They went every which way, more than once!

The amphitheater bridge, built in 1928, is one of the largest and was one of the most controversial. Locals thought building a bridge here would ruin this secluded area.

Looking over the bridge down at these "circle ferns" made Janie dizzy.

Looking over the bridge down at these "circle ferns" made Bog want to take more pictures.

And so he did.

On closer inspection, the ferns look even closer.

If this was the first sign you saw when you parked at a local restaurant, would you still go in?

Ignore the damned sign, go in, get a ton of beans, slaw, pulled pork, ribs, and sausage at Mainely Meat and an assortment of Atlantic Brewing Company beers, eat and drink heartily and come back often (even after 3 pm for the staff party). The more the merrier!


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