Blaine left me this morning at 9:41am. Took us only three months of constant togetherness. . . .
Actually, he went in search of a barber, AND he volunteered to do the grocery shopping all by himself! He may be gone for a while. 😊
BTW – the drama couple from across the street? They left early this morning. All that, for two days? I think maybe they just got fed up with the weather. Shortly after they were gone though, someone else moved up to their spot. Maybe one of the couples from Sunday? Is there something wrong with the ‘downhill’ part of our little neighborhood? Maybe there’s some really nasty or noisy people/dogs (no kids,I know that)down there . . .
We didn’t do anything else worth talking about today. It’s still foggy and drizzly, but the temperature isn’t bad.
We encountered several warning signs today (9/20)! Of course, that’s never stopped us before. : )
Hurricane Jose has come up the East Coast, bringing higher surf with it. Time to go check it out! Off to Thunder Hole we went this morning and we weren’t disappointed! There were a lot of people with the same idea, especially since it was kinda crummy weather yesterday.
Part of the crowd at Thunder Hole. We could hardly move for all the people up there. Cars filled the 2 parking lots and were lined up and down the street for at least 1/2 mile!
Just look at these pictures (and videos, if you’d like)! And to think, we were standing down there at high tide yesterday! If you scroll through them quickly, you can see the wave action. Then, just imagine the ocean roaring in your ears and it’ll be almost like you were there too!
After about 45 minutes of surf-gazing at Thunder Hole, we expanded our watch and stopped at Sand Beach for lunch. It was pretty funny when a rogue wave came up and caught a bunch of Asian tourists unawares. 😊
That’s Beehive Mountain in the background,our next conquest!
These waves were much larger than this. This is a ‘between waves time’. It was either this, or a picture full of people – in which case, you wouldn’t be able to see the water.
Then we took off on our hike up to the top of Beehive.
This picture and the next I got on-line
This and the next we took today! If you look there are people on that rock face.
Nah. We didn’t go that way. 😊
This morning, just as we were leaving the connecting trail and heading up, we received a text (surprising since there’s generally no service in this Park). It was a video of our granddaughter taking her first steps! Awwww!
Back to the story at hand. We read about an alternate way to the top before we left home, which is why we decided to give it a try.
Still not an easy trail, but with sticks in hand (yes, Blaine decided to take one today) we set off. There was a lot of careful maneuvering because of ‘rock climbing’ – especially for a short person – but no cliff-hugging involved! But once we got to the top, it was great! The skies were clear, and believe it or not, we could not only see the rough surf, but we could actually hear it!
The Bowl (that’s the name of the lake)
This was on our way up
The Bowl from above
Gorham Mountain
This is the one we climbed that was fogged in
I was taking a picture, not texting. : )
That’s Sand Beach, where we had lunch today
Several people came up the hard way while we were relaxing, exclaiming “I’ll never do that again”, or “I never would’ve if I’d known!” I actually researched the National Park record just out of curiosity and a few have fallen from this trail and another called ‘Precipice’, but only a few in all the years it’s been a Park – and one from before it became a Park. They call them ‘unintentional falls’ because believe it or not there have been a couple of murders and suicides . . .
It was much faster going down to the Jeep. 😊
We weren’t done with the surf yet, so we went back to Thunder Hole to see it at low tide. It was still pretty amazing, but not quite as dramatic. Mostly because we were further away from the water.
We walked down the Ocean Path a bit to find another spot. This place was terrific! And surprisingly, there was no one here! We spent about another 30 minutes or so, until our tummies started protesting our tiny lunch and began demanding more.
There’s this house we pass every time we come home from the Park. Blaine doesn’t think anyone’s living in it, but I think they are because there are cars in the back. But based on what we’ve encountered over the past few months, it could go either way. . .
After a quick stop at home to change, we walked to dinner. It’s a wonderful BBQ place – at least in the food department. I thought the ambiance was just, eh. Blaine liked it. They had lots of signs, like “We love pork butts!” and “No one gets in to to see the Wizard! Not no way. Not no how” and old ads hanging on the walls. It DID look like a ‘Mainely Men’ place, but what should I have expected from a BBQ place called ‘Mainely Meat’??
We thought we’d eat outside, but when the waitress took us out and had to clean bugs and leaves off the table with her hand, I changed our minds. Sorry. Not doin’ that. Inside was just fine, and probably much warmer by the time we were done.
This is by the side of one of the roads within the campground.
This root beer is locally made and was terrific!
The Sampler
Ribs, pulled pork, chicken thigh, and a spicy sausage link with sides of cornbread, beans, cole slaw and potato salad
And yes, we took some home.
But not much. Ugh!
And then there was the sunset . . . .
What a glorious way to end our two weeks at Acadia!