HITCHHIKERS
Woke up about
three this morning and couldn’t go back to sleep. Ran through about 1200 ideas of what to do
with the house when I got home; from what color and scheme to paint the front
bedroom to gutting the house, moving walls and rearranging doors. I kept trying to quiet the mind and go back
to sleep, but thoughts were running through the brain. At some point before dawn I heard noises on
the roof. At first I thought it was rain
or wet leaves falling however since we weren’t under any trees I moved off that
scenario onto the most obvious … critters holding relay races up and down the
roof of the MH. They were busy, busy
with the pitter patter of little claws running to and fro!
For the past
couple of mornings we woke to gnawing sounds.
The first time I heard it I thought Billy was in the back chewing on a
bone. However, Billy was sleeping on the
couch! So we listened and Dave fired up
the hot water heater (propane) and the noises stopped. Next day we hear the little gnawing. Dave has been on patrol each afternoon and
evening with the flashlight pulling out drawers and looking behind
cupboards. Our traps are still there ….
Empty! At one point he was rummaging
around under the dashboard. I asked what
he was doing and he said he smelled something.
Then… decided that Billy had cut one and that was probably what he
was smelling!
This morning
about dawn, I’d been awake plotting and scheming future actions, the chewing
became loud enough to wake Dave up. He
stood up and banged on the roof. That
took care of it. I think they are
outside, hanging around the vents. At
least I hope so or they’ll be transplanted from New Hampshire to Maine (or
blown off on the way) unless they are Vermonters in which case they will have a
long way to go home unless they hitchhike.
BEALUTIFUL MAINE
We left Gorham
NH on Route 3 heading to Maine and the drive was absolutely beautiful. The road stretches out before you, undulating
long sweeps up and long sweeps down. As
we came through Rumsford Falls, there was a truck in a pull off selling Moose
Horns. Dave thought they would look good
on the front of the RV!
BAAH HAABAAH
(Bar Harbor)
Arrived in Baah
Haabaah around 2:30. Apparently the only
way to get to Blackwood’s Campground in the Acadia National Park is through the
town of Baah Haabaah and it was packed.
The downtown area is several blocks long and full of restaurants,
B&B’s, stores of all kinds and people.
Cars were parked on both sides of the street making the passage narrow. Somehow Dave managed to get through the area
without sideswiping anyone’s mirrors off!
Heading out to
Mount Dessert Island it became less
populated and we entered the Acadia National Park. Blackwoods CG is on the Atlantic Ocean near
Seal Harbor.
Our first night took us downtown Baah Haabaah to a waterside restaurant on the pier. We were looking for lobsters! Well we found them. Knowing that the prices of lobsters is quite depressed, the prices in the restaurants have not come down. I found it hard to order a 1 1/4# lobster with drawn butter, boiled new potatoes, corn on the cob and corn bread for $34, when I can make it in Vermont for $8 max! SO, we compromised and got lobster bisque for $11, Clam Chowder for $8 and shared a seafood appetizer. With two beers it came to a grand total of $54 with tip! We’ll look harder for lobsters next time!
September 4th
– Drive around Acadia
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| JORDANS POND |
Today we are
going to scope out Acadia and decide how to spend the next few days. We took the loop road around the park and to
the top of Cadillac Mountain.
Caddilac
Mountain at 1500’ is one half the height
of Mt Ascutney, one quarter the height of Mt Washington and five times the height
of Mt Dora (in FLA)! It served up beautiful views of Bar Harbor
and the surrounding water with their islands.
The coast of in this part of main is craggy with fingers of land forming harbors and inlets. What has always impressed me is the ancient formations of these rocks. Glaciers formed the undulating land; five hundred million years ago sedentary rocks formed at the bottom of the sea and these were transformed into layers which were exposed.
We exited the
park to get some gas and find lunch.
This time we stopped at a Lobster Pound where we ordered our lobsters
and they steamed them right there. So,
for $7.95/lb (cooked) we ordered two lobsters, three drawn butters, one order
of cole slaw and two ice teas for $30. Better than last night but still can get
these cheaper in New Hampshire!
I hope that the
Lobstermen are getting some benefit from these prices because the restaurants
aren’t cutting in breaks on their famous seafood! I overhead a couple of people talking on top
of Caddilac Mountain who must own lobster boats because she said a cruise ship
due in had ordered 3,000 lobsters to help the local economy. I guess they had spent the whole night before
getting it ready. Said they had 600
left.
Came back into the park and finished the loop
on the ocean side. The Maine coast is so
unusual with the rock formations
OTTER CLIFFS
BEAR ISLAND LIGHTHOUSE
BAR HARBOR
At the turn of
the century this was an exclusive “summer colony” for the New York, Philadelphia, Boston
wealth It entered a decline around WWI
and the Great Depression and WWII.
However in 1947 there was a great fire that raged from October 21st
to the 25th with a massive wind shift of 65 mph spreading the fire
throughout the area surrounding Bar Harbor destroying a large portion of Bar
Harbor.
Many of the great summer cottages were
destroyed and not rebuilt, the town survived and became more accessible to the
general population (all of whom were here Labor Day) and Bar Harbor with Acadia
is an international destination.
ISSAC ARRIVES
The weather
started to come in and the skies were graying.
We drove up to Northeast Harbor, one of the wealthiest residential areas
on the island. After the fire of 1947,
this area became a mecca for the rich and famous to rebuild their summer
cottages. The multi-million dollar homes
are set back from the road and perched on top of the cliffs overlooking the
harbor. There are no street
addresses, rather residents named their
homes, Windward, Turning Point, Serenity,
Summerplace.
Quiet evening at
the CG. Rain bands came in all night and
it poured. Sometime during the night I
heard a trap snap! Got one! I have a
feeling these hitchhikers will make it all the way to Florida!!!!
September 5th
rainy day in Maine. Going to drive
around and maybe get into a shop or two … if Dave’s not looking.
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