The Maine Event

For as long as I can remember, travelling through New England- especially Maine- has been on my bucket list.  Anyway, at least for over ten years.  As of this past week I can finally cross it off!  We had been thinking we would take a nice trip for our five year anniversary, which isn't actually until next March.  But with having a baby this fall, we decided to just do it a little early.  Danny, bless his heart, left it up to me to decide where to go.  The pacific northwest is also on my bucket list and we almost went there.  But that's a more recent development and in my heart of hearts I knew I had to choose Maine:) 

We dropped the kids off with his parents on a Tuesday night because our flight left eeeeeaaaaaarrrrrrrllllly the next morning.  Bleary eyed but excited, we boarded our plane and settled in for the trip.

After a layover in NYC where we both had a huge slice of pizza for breakfast, we went on to Bangor, ME, rented a car and drove about 45 minutes to Bar Harbor/Acadia National Park.  On the way I was trying to decide if I wanted to grab lunch or not, and just as I was thinking I wasn't that hungry and would just wait...... to what did my wondering eyes did appear was a little roadside Jamaican restaurant!  Such a random and unexpected place for it!  You guys, I LOVE Jamaican food.  Jamaica is my first love as far as mission trips go and a big part of those trips includes some delightful cuisine.  There wasn't much warning for the restaurant and when I saw it on the other side of a two lane one way road, it's quite possible I stopped traffic and cut people off in order to get there.  They might not have been happy with me, but I sure was happy!

After a classic jerk chicken, rice and peas, festival, and patti feast, we were back on the road.  Maine was off to a great start!  We got settled into our hotel and did a quick driving tour of the park and Bar Harbor.  Then it was off to this restaurant that I found online that I purposed in my heart we would eat there:)  I promise, the trip wasn't ALL about the food, but it was a big part!  The Travelin Lobsta.  Another roadside restaurant with only outdoor seating but really good food.  By that point we were well satisfied and really really tired since we had been up at 2:30 that morning.

We went to bed 2 or 3 hours earlier than our normal bedtime that night!  Partly because we were so tired and partly because the next morning we had plans to watch the sunrise on the tallest mountain in the park.  So, the sunrise comes significantly earlier in Bar Harbor than it does in Indiana!  We got up around 4:00 in order to drive up to the mountain, and when we walked outside we were surprised to see that it was already fairly light out!  But we did make it to the top of the mountain in time for the actual sunrise and it was gorgeous!  I just couldn't help but sing "The sun comes up, there's a new day dawning..."  Like, physically I could hardly stop myself from doing it.  So I started in and Danny joined me for a duet:)  Even for someone who normally gets up about 8:00, that was worth it!

We had a long day ahead of us.  We went back into town for a quick breakfast and had a problem we've never had before.  We were up early enough that we had to wait for the restaurants to open!  That was a new experience:)  After breakfast it was off to hike Acadia.  BTW, I didn't wear my pajama pants into town or anywhere really.  Only during the sunrise part of our trip because it was so cold that early in the morning on top of a mountain that I needed an extra layer.

We actually split up for our first hike.  Danny wanted to do one called the Beehive and I did not.  And probably at this point in my life, could not!  I should have taken a close up of that warning sign.  Pretty much it talked about all the risks and how people have died doing it.  It takes you along cliff ledges and sends you climbing these iron rung ladders up the cliff.  So I had to get what I was convinced would be my last picture of him before he plummeted to his death.

I really wasn't THAT worried.  In fact I sent the camera with him because I thought his views might be a little bit better than mine.  It was strictly advised to not go down the Beehive, but to go down the backside of the mountain instead.  So I hiked up the back and met him at the top and then we walked down together.  SO romantic:)  It wasn't a terribly difficult trail until the end when it was just huge and endless boulders I had to climb up.  Thank goodness there were blue paint marks along the way to keep me on track or I might still be wandering those boulders!

Meanwhile Danny had fun taking a few selfies on his death defying climb.  And also after the whole trip was over he said that trail was his favorite part of the week!

That day for lunch we went out on a lobster cruise.  It was just us and this guy with his small lobster boat.  He didn't make a living by lobstering, but just had a few traps that he used for his lunch and dinner cruises.  It was really interesting to learn all about the lobstering process.  The traps, how the measuring of every lobster that gets caught, how lobsters hunt, and so on and so forth.  We were out for a couple hours seeing different things besides just the lobster, but that was the main purpose.

Fresh from the cage,

into the pot,

and onto our plates!  Complete with corn on the cob and wild Maine blueberry pie.  Definitely a unique experience!

After spending the rest of the afternoon driving around and exploring some other parts of the area, we went and hiked Bar Island, which has to be timed with the tide.  For about three hours during every low tide, there is a small island you can walk to via a giant sandbar.  It's only about a half mile round trip but it's cool to be able to walk to somewhere that otherwise would only be accessible by boat.  After that, I had reached my limit for the day and I was DONE.  Time to eat supper and go home and go to bed.

After a good night of sleep it was time to hike again!  This time we stuck together and did a loop that was partly filled with more of those giant boulders and partly just a nice flat(ish) trial that went along the coast.  The first part was not super easy for my extremely out of shape, five month pregnant self, but it was fun to hike together and rewarding to get to the top!

Even more rewarding was the picnic in the park we had packed.  I had put "picnic in the park" on our travel itinerary and it was GOING TO happen.  No questions asked.  There was a genius deli in town that served lunch food at 7:00 in the morning so we could get a sandwich and take it along for later.  Bear with me while I talk about food some more.  But this sandwich is worth mentioning.  It was called the Day After Thanksgiving sandwich and it was filled with carved turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, cheese, and mayo.  And it was spectacular.  The whole way through it I was just amazed at the goodness I was eating.  If you ever see that on a menu somewhere, don't think twice about it.  Just get it.

So, funny story.  Danny took our trash and went to throw it away.  I had just walked up beside him when he let out this nice girly scream and I saw a blur go flying past.  We're not sure if it was a large chipmunk or a small squirrel, but he had found his way into the garbage can and was trapped.  When Danny opened the lid he found his freedom!  Oh we laughed so hard!  The poor animal though was freaked out and couldn't decide what to do with himself, running all over the place once he was out.  But it was just so funny!

Also funny: there is what is called the Park Loop Road that does exactly that.  Loops around the main part of the park.  Some of it is one way and we spent a lot of time on that road getting to our different trails and such.  There was a small section of it that was under construction and the sign holder was the friendliest sign holder you ever did see.  Every single car he smiled and waved.  We went past him three or four times and each time got a smile and a wave.  Now there's a guy making the best of a boring job!

After we were done with Acadia, we started making our way west.  Which will be a whole nother post.  But on the way, while still in Maine, we saw this roadkill which we were pretty sure was a porcupine.  That's not something we see in the Midwest so my darling hubby decided we needed to turn around and go back.  So we did, and it WAS a porcupine, and it was indeed dead and swarming with flies and stinky.  But we saw a porcupine up close.  And got a quill.  GROSS!!  And after that we were officially done with Maine.

Maine, you treated us well!

Next up: New Hampshire and Vermont!