Yikes, what a day yesterday. We’re both stiff as old ironing boards, but it was great fun. A view from 1500 feet up, blue skies, manageable temperatures (high 70s), excellent shopping…a good day.
Friday was a Bar Harbor sandwich; we started by walking the town, then went into Acadia National Park and took the Park Loop Road tour, which requires you to park, get out, walk, climb, photograph amazing natural wonders, get back into the car, repeat.
So after hiking around the entire top of Cadillac Mountain, we came back to Bar Harbor and fed my shopping monster. Loved it.
By dinner time, we were both wrung out again. So we decided to take a leisurely drive back to the hotel, stopping along the way at whatever place grabbed our fancy. We hit lots of independent gift shops and mom-and-pop shops along the 40-some miles of Highway 1 between Bar Harbor and Bangor.
Some delicious strawberries from a roadside stand — right from the field, sprayed with nothing except sunshine and rain — served as a fine dessert after a chicken dinner (it was, after all, National Fried Chicken Day yesterday).
So today, we begin the trek westward, and we’re both starting to think about home. After coffee, it’s the scenic routes all the way to Mount Washington. Yay, more climbing!
I think it’s Saturday, yes? Have a great weekend, fiends. I’ll check in with you tomorrow.