Day 33 - Bar Harbor to Eustis
Trip Start Aug 20, 2008
34Trip End Sep 23, 2008
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Our journey took us further toward the north of Maine, as we began to also head slowly back toward Quebec. As we headed north, at the same time climbing, Chrissy started to notice the fall colours that Phil had been seeing for days! Deep Reds, Yellows and Green, were mixed together in a magical, natural tapestry. After stopping for a mid morning coffee at Dunkin Donuts (not a very good substitute for a Tim Horton's) we found a small state park, called Lake George Regional Park and we stopped off for a walk along the lake shore trail and up into the woods. The route we followed was called Moose Trail and our hopes raced as we edged deeper and deeper into the woods. Alas, I am sure by now you will guess the outcome, no Moose
Still further on and we found a delightful little café, that proved an excellent stop off for lunch. It was one of those places that felt like you had stopped off in someone's front room and the food was really good. On top of that we found a WiFi connection and managed to talk to Amy on Skype.
We arrived at our campsite early in the afternoon and were delighted with what we had found. We had been a little apprehensive that the area may not live up to our hopes for our last true night travelling, how wrong we were. Cathedral Pines Campground was a beautiful setting. Nestled on the side of Flagstaff Lake, amongst the northern slopes of the Appalachian Mountains and overlooked by Sugarloaf Mountain, it was idyllic. The campsite was extremely quiet and our slot, set on its own, was right on the edge of the lake affording us a great vista. We then set off on our final adventure - to canoe the Lake in an open canoe. For Chrissy this was to be a first and the thought of the venture had made her quite ill in the last few miles as Phil regaled her with stories of raging rapids and Eskimo rolls. As might be expected, it was none of these things, just a gentle paddle on a smooth lake with beautiful views and Monty, stood proudly in the bow, as good as any figurehead you have ever seen. We spent the remainder of the afternoon and evening relaxing on the lakeside, reading, blogging and watching the wildlife - oh what a life!