Jun 05, 2009
Jul 03, 2009
I got some clam chowder for lunch and ate it looking out at the Atlantic in the grey drizzle. It didn’t stop raining all day. The best plan would have been to go for a very long walk, but Harry hurt his paw this morning (I think grazed on the tarmac when he was fetching the ball this morning) and can’t put weight on it, so we had a siesta when we got back from our drive mid afternoon. I completed the Maine experience this evening by having a lobster sandwich for supper – not sure what the fuss is about to be honest.
I managed to wake up at 3.40am even though I'd forgotten to set the alarm. I made a quick coffee and dragged Harry to the car. We were heading up to the summit of Cadillac Mountain, highest peak on the eastern seaboard north of Rio, to be the first on the continental USA to see the new dawn. Wasn’t looking promising though - there was a thick fog and I could barely see the road, but I was hoping that the top of the mountain might be above the fog and cloud. We got to the top at about 4.15am and ventured out into the damp. The dawn chorus had already started with one particularly eerie cry sounding like a creaking hinge or, if you were alone on the top of a mountain in the fog, like the whistle of an absent minded psychopath. We wandered along the summit path but couldn’t see anything. It was light enough back at the car to see another car at the other end of the carpark. We hadn’t been out of earshot so it had been there all along, and the creepy bird was still singing, so I decided it was time to head back to the motel and bed – we’ll have to try for again tomorrow. After another couple of hours sleep it still looked like a wet weekend in Cornwall outside. We had a quick drive through town – lots of cutesy, expensive knick-knack, t-shirt and mug shops, and a million restaurants offering lobster pounds. I took a blueberry waffle to Harry’s Cove for breakfast and then drove around the western half of Mount Desert Island. There were lots of huge houses hidden in the trees, many of them with private beaches and landing stages. The forest is slightly fairytale-ish, mossy and ferny forest floor, you half expect to see red spotted toadstools with leprechauns sitting on them!