Getting reservations for any campground in Acadia national park is difficult so we stayed in the state park for two days to start our experience. After a nice lunch in a pullout near the harbor, we set up camp at the state park. It was hot and humid for Maine. Our corner site was not very level but we made due. We hopped in the jeep and drove straight to the beach. The familiar red cabbage head jellyfish were plentiful. As the sun set we headed home for a night of Ally McBeal (we brought the entire series on DVD — these are my TV addiction medication).
After several phone calls the next day our mail was located. Kathy’s mom had bundled our mail and sent it to us. We headed into Ba HaBa or Bar Harbor to pick up mail and found a great Thai tea and coffee shop. Then we were off to drive Acadia Loop. Beautiful scenery hidden among the fog and throngs of people. We drove all the way up Cadillac Mountain and got more Acadia stamps for Kathy’s book National Parks Book.
Cadillac Mountain was a fog fest! It rolled it heavy as we approached the crest. At the top, the fog was thicker than pea soup! Visibility was less than twenty feet. The drive down was much slower as we feared cars that had pulled off into turn-outs would pull out in front of us.
At the bottom, the fog was gone. Hunger called. We found the Chart Room, as per our locals recommendation from the Mexican restaurant up north, and feasted on lobster.
Out checkout from the State Park was accented with a bike crash. I backed the Jeep into a tree with the bikes on the back and Kathy was upset mostly because I bent her rim. We went off to KOA for LP. The nice guy filling our LP told us fellow work campers about corporate KOA jobs. Apparently, they offer great benefits. A few minutes down the road, we joined the line for camping registration at Seawall Campground, the western park in Acadia.
The campground was large and full even with no electricity. It’s alway interesting walking around and looking at other rigs. The most memorable this time was a small class B. They set up behind us across the narrow road. When they open the door out jumps two large white dogs. Yes, two Great Pyrenees and two adults in a large van!
After our snooping around walk, we drove to many of the Acadia sights: Echo Lake, Seal Cove, Bass Harbor lighthouse. Beauty at every turn but we were somewhat let down. We decided our mistake was visiting Alaska first.
We followed another recommendation and had dinner at the Seafood Street Diner. It was pricy but flavors were spot on. Upscale progressive dining and cocktails. We recommend it too!
On the way home, we stopped and watched the tide come in. We sat on the rocks for an hour or so. I enjoyed searching tide pools for starfish and crabs, picking at shiny rocks and watching seagulls of every variety. We watched ducks swim in the ocean, yes finally, the real Atlantic Ocean.
Our evening entertainment the Ranger Todd show. The program was about the sounds of the area. Todd entertained us with his “twin” brother Ted (really just Todd) singing corny renditions of recognizable tunes. The walk home was in the real dark. With only a disposable flashlight obtained from the Wisconsin Lumberjack competitions, and solar powered path lights we walked cautiously home.
The next day we had errands to do in town. We found a laundry mat and tried to charge our computers, iPads and iPhones. We bought groceries at the expensive town market and pharmacy. Back to the seashore, the pounding surf, and a call with a job offer for next summer in South Dakota working at a motel. We discussed returning to Alaska, for a winter, well Kathy did.
Dinner on the open grate fire pit of steak and hobo potatoes we celebrated our last night in Acadia. Finally, in a flicker of our lights, our house batteries had dropped because we hadn’t used the generator for over five days — we learned what our new limits of our batteries. I finished reading Walking My Dog, Jane, and had decided on an Alaska visit. Alaska here we come! Well, not quite yet.
|| Traveler & RVer || About J.L. Wright
J.L. Wright is a fulltime RVer enjoying learning about the United States through exploration. Recent publications include Unadoptable Joy: A memoir in poetry and prose, Heal(er) online magazine, GNU Journal, Whatcom Watch, Solstice Magazine, and Peace Poets Anthology and chapbook. J.L. wishes to start conversations about current issues through a poetic voice. // See J.L. Wright’s Work In TWD Magazine’s 2nd Collection