Tuesday was travel day, but a short drive, and no need for early departure, and no rain after all, so I made a quick trip back to the store to swap one of the things I bought, and Clem readied for our departure.
Yet another Airstream, an older one like I had not seen before, and not the rounded bright metal, had pulled in late and parked next to us, and as I was setting out, the gentleman was walking back to it, so I inquired if he was with the group. No....he is actually here from the Netherlands! Great accent! Nice guy, and very willing to chat, and we discovered he was traveling up into Canada, and then ....who knows!! I love it when people say that! Wherever the whim takes you! Your country is very large, he said! He seemed pleased when I said his was lovely, and that we had seen it, and said yes.....but very small!
Our travel took us up the coast on Rt 1, and while some of it was nicely paved, much of it was awful!!!! Crumbling shoulders, heaves and bumps, and sometimes leaning toward the shoulder, and we rattled over it, and I struggled to hold the road and my teeth!!! 50MPH???? Who are they kidding?? I managed to keep it at a good pace, and the line of my new best friends following me didn’t seem to mind, as even when given the opportunity, they failed to pass me! A 100 mile trip, made longer by the zig zagging along the coast, and slowing for towns, was never the less actually enjoyable as I got to see some of the cute little towns. So much more enjoyable than highway driving.
Suddenly, this giant blue dome appeared, and, amazingly, a very long and wide shoulder presented itself as I looked for a place to pull off. Clem: Carol....don’t stop!! Me: We’re good, and I am!! I at least need to get a photo of this! But it was a store full of wild blueberry everything, and he sat in the coach while I took his credit card, and I came back with some photos as well as some fresh from the oven blueberry scones and a bottle of wild blueberry syrup! I lucked out, and the woman owner was there to answer a question, and I found out that they had a farm there, and in 99 had built this place themselves. They are also educating the public about wild blueberry land here Way Down East. I never stopped smiling! The park ranger in Acadia had mentioned that we could achieve happiness, derive pleasure, but nothing beats the little moments of joy, and it occurs to me that this was one of those silly little things that provided such a moment for me!
We continued on, and I thought the GPS had lost us, when it looked like we were driving into the ocean, but we soon pulled into our campground, and I could see why.....we are right out on the tip of a finger of land stretching out into the water! And our campsite is on the tip of the tip!! Wow!!! I was blown away!
Absolutely stunning site, with view of the Passamaquoddy Bay (I love that word) and across to Canada, with light houses popping up in several places......I jumped out and took photos before we even set up!
We set up, pulled out the chairs, and just plunked down and enjoyed what had turned into a beautiful weather day, and a magnificent, peaceful view.
I had grabbed the camera, and we decided to take a walk around the campsite, and as we walked up the hill, a gentleman approached, and said he noticed I liked to take photos and proceeded to give us pointers on where to get some good ones, and then on to where we should go and where we might dine, etc, etc!
Bob is a real character! He is originally from Alabama, and spends 3 months here, and has a bunch of groupies who all gather for nightly bonfires (bring a chair and join us!), and pot luck dinners and the like. He got a phone call as we chatted, and the camp owner informed him that they would be down to join him for a drink, and he then had to “go prepare for the party he was apparently having!”
We had a nice grilled dinner outside enjoying the view, and were sitting under our screen house to avoid a bunch of flying things that had accumulated when I heard someone yell CAROL!! Can’t be me!! Pretty soon Bob shows up....you two are sitting on your butts??? Didn’t you hear me call you? EAGLE!! He had his camera in hand, and had already gotten a few shots, when we heard OVERHEAD! and it flew right over us!! Wow! I grabbed the camera and we watched, along with another camper who had his camera out, as the eagle took several trips back and forth, gathering food for a nest one of the women spotted across the tidal basin. I have never seen a bald eagle that close, and it was so neat! Wish I had responded to the earlier call! Three of us with cameras spent quite some time, chatting and waiting for his next fly by, and snapping photos as he flew overhead.
The other man with a camera was from Massachusetts, and was headed to a place 4 hours north where the tide rises some 40 feet, reportedly the highest in the world. He wanted to hit it at low tide, so he could shoot photos up from the bottom. It is pretty amazing here, with a reported 25 or 28 feet. I need to find out more about tides when I get my google back, and we are not in international roaming charges! We sat outside until darkness set in, and were awed by the view of the twilight through our windows when we came in. This is probably the best camp site we have ever had, and Clem said he may finally have found someplace with a better view than our house.
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| The view out the coach window. Even the cat is enjoying it! |
Sounds superb!
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