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We took the Ocean Path Trail from Otter Point to Sand Beach. It was a beautiful hike of just over 2 miles along the rocky coast of the Atlantic Ocean. There were several coves and one place called Thunder Hole where the water comes into the rocks and bounces off the rocks making a sound just like thunder.
We had taken our lunch and as we were eating we watched some rock/cliff climbers. It was cool to watch but isn't ...
... the rain as Arthur had finally made landfall. I had (of course) lobster mac and cheese, but it did not compare to my meal from the night before. Maine is known for its wild and delicious blueberries, so most restaurants feature some blueberry dish. Their blueberry pie is what McKay's is known for and I totally see why. The blueberry pie was almost fresher tasting than eating a wild blueberry itself.
Finally it was time to head home, put ...
So, we couldn't leave without brazenly subverting federal law and undermining our duly elected, but we just had to sneak into Arcadia National Park. So we looked for places where lots of cars were parked on the road and, parked. Just by the original Abbé Museum on Hwy. 3. This is at the foot of Cadillac Mtn. Walking across the street we headed up this lovely tree lined path which soon developed into a trial and test of our burly western fortitude. It ...
... out. Whilst Mr Fletche deals with pre-dawn temperatures and fighting other photographers to get that first shot of the sunshine on US shores, I doze, read a little, catch up on world news on the internet (also known as Facebook) and have a nice long shower. When Mr Fletche rolls back in just after 8am, I am ready and eager to start the day.
Another scrummy breakfast, and then Mr Fletche has a little 'work business’ to take care ...
... down to earth conversations around a campfire, meeting unusual people and experiencing unusual things, well, I would have missed some of my favorite memories!
So I will call it an evening at my modest campground and crawl into my sleeping bag and feel grateful for everything I have seen, everything I have done, and most of all, for the beauty in the simple things, in solitude, and most especially, in nature.
Love you all!