6/28/14 Saturday in Bar Harbor, ME (Mt. Desert Narrows Camping Resort-RCG)
First the Visitor’s Center at Hull’s Cove. It looks like you walk right into it, like everywhere else but soon you find that THIS park believes you like to hike!
Next destination: the Farmer’s Market in Bar Harbor. We followed Lily’s directions, but couldn’t find it. Finally asked some locals where it was, only to find out that we were in the right place but the market is only on Sundays. Ah, so off we went to join up with the Park Loop road to continue our journey.
Sieur de Monts: here we walked a couple short trails from the Nature Center, one of which led to the Abbe Museum. The tipi is a part of this museum of Indian artifacts. The first trails were built by the Wabanaki tribes, then the European settlers, then in the 19th and 20th centuries committees were formed in the villages to plan, build and maintain them. George Dorr, the founding father and first superintendent of Acadia NP, was entranced by the Sieur de Monts Springs. Many artists gathered here to sketch and paint. This domed structure was over running water. We think that may be the Spring?
My favorite walk was in the “Wild Gardens of Acadia” where they put typical plantings for various plant systems like bog, meadow, beach… The bench you see was John’s favorite spot as I was captivated with taking photos.
On the road again, we came across 2 of 17 stone bridges. Then various shots of the coastline.
Sand Beach, the only true sand beach in Acadia.
Next up: Thunder Hole. Unfortunately, the tide was low, so no thunderous waves today. We’ll be back. The second image is nearby coast. Do you see any sand?
Off to Otter Point, where I tried to catch a splash on the rocks.
We stopped for lunch at Fabbri, to be sweetly entertained by these 2 woodpeckers. I think the red headed one is a youngster that mom is feeding because he/she can’t do that well yet.
At Jordan Pond the crowds were the worst. Because the parking was so hard to find we figured it would also be hard to hike or get a popover and tea and the restaurant there, so we moved on. I did get a shot of an old carriage house and the carriage road. There are many here-carriage roads at least.
Thus we went on home, where John fell asleep while watching golf and I was outside reading. Supper was leftover pork. Then we went back to Acadia, driving up Cadillac Mountain (the highest mountain on the Eastern coast) for the sunset. This experience reminded us of Cooper’s Rock in West Virginia.
Our drive home was a lovely end to a beautiful day.