Goodbye Acadia National ParkPosted: June 15, 2012
M and I are heading home tomorrow. I am so glad we had the opportunity to visit and explore Acadia National Park and a little bit of Maine. I’ve had this area on my list of places to visit for years. Many thanks to the park rangers and volunteers in the park. Everyone has been friendly and extremely helpful.
Acadia National Park has a lot to offer, especially in terms of beauty. Bar Harbor looks like it could be a lot of fun, but we didn’t spend much time there so I can’t really say for sure. M and I talked about driving into Bar Harbor tonight just to walk around and see what’s happening on a Friday night. We’re so exhausted from two days of hiking as much as possible that we decided it wasn’t worth the drive back.
I don’t see myself coming back to Bar Harbor or Acadia. After the wilderness, the ruggedness, the breathtaking beauty, and solitude we experienced in Cape Breton, Nova Scotia, Acadia has seemed almost contrived and certainly crowded. I mentioned how crowded it feels to one of the locals we met and he laughed, saying the season hasn’t even started yet. The full parking lots and lines of people marching up the mountains we’ve been experiencing now are nothing, I’m told, compared to when things get into full swing. I’m pretty sure I’d have felt differently about it all if we’d come here first on our travels.
It’s a little like having a lobster roll. The first one I had upon entering Maine (at the beginning of our trip on June 1) was excellent. The next one was not so great in comparison and I wasn’t sure I’d bother with a lobster roll again because when you start making comparisons, something (or someone) has to lose. But then I decided to give it a try again in Moncton, New Brunswick (Canada), and it was so delicious (best one ever!) that the lobster roll was redeemed.
We came here with a few “must do’s.” Things we’d read about or friends told us about. Some of the things on the list included watching the sunset from Cadillac Mountain (sunrise would have been nice too, but neither or us wanted to get up at 4:15 in the morning), climbing a mountain (they’re not very high here compared to, say, Colorado, but it’s a good workout and the views are amazing– and if you’re not afraid of heights, there are hikes such as The Beehive that will challenge you and get your adrenaline flowing — go see that video…it’s amazing), seeing a lighthouse or two (surprisingly more difficult than one would expect), exploring the tide pools, and walking the carriage trails. We’ve done all those things and more. There is a lot of history here. A lot of beauty. A lot of breathtaking scenery that you won’t see elsewhere along the eastern coastline of the U.S.
These are not the photos I originally planned to post tonight. I filled up my third memory card (8 GB — yeah, I know, they make ’em much bigger now but I bought a bunch of 8 gig cards on sale) late this afternoon and had to switch cards. The photos I wanted to bring you are packed away, ready to go home. That’s okay. These are more appropriate since they’re the last photos I took today, and likely to be the last I take on Mount Desert Island. (Acadia National Park is located on Mount Desert Island in Maine.)
The last few photos were taken during our last stop in the park, in the Seawall area. We were there at low tide to hike a bit, have lunch and then explore the tide pools. We stopped on our way back to the eastern side of the island as it was getting near high tide, just for fun and to see what a difference high tide makes.
We met a guy from Connecticut while we were out there looking around again. He declared this picnic table the best one in Acadia National Park. I think he may be right, especially around 6:30 in the evening when there is almost nobody else out there. The first time we saw this picnic table a rather large man was busy taking a nap on the table while children and adults were scrambling around on the rocks, looking into the tide pools to marvel at the life going on in just a few inches (if that!) of water.
Tomorrow morning we head to Portland to catch our flight home. I’m not thinking about that too much right now. I can worry about flying when the time comes. Besides, I am so thoroughly exhausted that M thinks I’ll hardly notice the flight. He may be right.
We’re going to need a two week vacation from our two week vacation.
- Rainy Day in Acadia (bogsofohio.wordpress.com)
- Welcome to Bar Harbor (bogsofohio.wordpress.com)
- Acadia rangers help injured climber, possibly suicidal man (bangordailynews.com)
- Acadia National Park: A user’s guide (mnn.com)