Jun 06, 2009
Dec 01, 2009
When I got to the Acadia camp grounds, it was already late in the day. But, after setting up camp (which I can now do in less then 5 minutes) I headed off to the beach. You know those pictures in travel books of a rocky and cliff ridden beach?This was better. And after the social party that Boston was, it was nice to be on my own again. The park is beautiful. The whole island is gorgeous. I hiked and biked, and explored as much as I could in two days. It would have been three, but rain pushed me off early. The bike paths are amazing in Acadia. They have been there for almost 100 years and were the original carriage roads for the wealthy that lived on the island. Now, miles and miles of perfectly maintained paths are for waking, bikes and horses. Through hills and around rivers, I never had so much fun getting up hill. I also spent time in Bar Harbor. A quaint, tourist spot that offered me a lobster, blueberry beer, and a night of laughs at the only improve theatre in town. I wish I could have stayed longer and especially rock climbed. There are hundreds of routes through out the park, many right on the ocean. A note to Ari, Z and Josh: summer climbing trip in Acadia? Think about it. Later that night I found myself in the middle of no-where Maine and got some sleep in a Walmart parking lot. Good times.