September 10, 2010 – Quest for the sea
Today’s adventure was a quest to prove that there is a an ocean in Maine. After hours of searching the points and the heads, we settle on Schootic Point in Acadia National Park about 40 miles from camp, this was a great stop as there is a parking lot made for watching the rough seas. Today was mildly windy and rain so we had hoped to find some good waves. This point is supposed to be the roughest and meanest sea in the area. After navigating the roads in Maine (So poorly maintained, they might as well be gravel.) for 40 miles, we find the point and climb down to the ocean. (You can’t get closer to the Atlantic than this without climbing in!) Holly and Sarah stood at the waters edge watching the waves role in, I sat on some rocks a bit further off as the bank was more than I could do without great effort. While sitting, I took photos of the kids and the water. The wave in the picture was the best the Atlantic had to offer in the time we were there. I guess the Atlantic is pretty, but not nearly as dramatic as the Pacific. The drivers here are an aggressive lot, but I probably would be too if I had to freeze to death all winter and rust in the rain all summer. The land is pretty and green, but certainly not the mild climate of Pacific Northwest.
The businesses here seem to be a little insane, quite a few have closed for the winter, and nearly all, including this camp ground will close in two weeks. Tonight is Friday night, and our camp ground is packed full of RV’s, (A true RV city!) the roads are jammed with jerks driving every where they can get their cars pointed, and the restaurants are packed with people clambering to get their hands on over sized sea bugs. (Lobster! Yuck!). Any business with a good product is leaving a lot of money on the table by closing in September.
One last note: Sarah says the people should quit eating those cute little lobsters, it is just cruel and unusual punishment to be boiled alive! Their eyes on the antenna’s are so cute as they stare at you while being tossed in the pot.
Have a good evening and a Good Night! Wagons East! (Any one have an amphicar we can borrow?)