Saturday, August 21, 2010

Where I discovered my love for everything blueberry…

On Friday morning we headed to Bar Harbor, Maine. We stayed at a cute little bed and breakfast and at the risk of sounding like a total fat kid, they had THE. BEST. SCONES. EVER.  This is where my love of blueberries started. It was then later confirmed by the most amazing blueberry pie at a harbor side restaurant. So on our first night there we walked around, did some shopping, and just enjoyed the place.

188 I have a firm belief that everyone that visits Maine should be required to buy this hat.

While it was slightly panama-cityesk, minus the air brushed t-shirts, it was still really beautiful. Somehow we decided it would be a good idea to watch the sunrise from Cadillac mountain. So we woke up at 4am, piled into the car, and drove up a scary mountain road in the pitch dark.

264 but this is what we got to see…

So after returning to the B&B and promptly passing out for a few more hours of sleep, we drove through Acadia and down to Southeast Harbor.

336 Acadia

376 Freezing cold water at a “sea wall” (That's what the sign there said). This picture makes me laugh.

415 lobster pot buoys.

436 The Lobstermen docked here and unloaded their boats. I just love the picture of the crabs with their hats on.

422 Over-exposed, but another harbor side restaurant where we had some beers and some blueberry pie. my new fav.

We headed back to bar harbor, showered and headed out to dinner. We walked along the coast, and saw all of the old homes and settled on a cute little outdoor place to eat dinner.

454 one of the old homes. which is now a hotel, I think.

Bob and Sylvia left Sunday morning and Patrick and I wanted to go ride our bikes on the carriage roads in Acadia. One of the Rockefellers bought the land a long time ago and prohibited cars from driving on these roads. So there are tons of bikers and runners and occasionally a horse. We picked a 6 mile loop around a pond, which I would actually call a lake. About half-way around we saw a small sign for a hike, so we decided to do it.

490 This is what we found at the top of the hiking trail.

515 This was at the end of the trail. Some nice old man offered to take our picture.

508 Patrick being Patrick.

We are totally going back, Dan and Lindsey y’all up for a hike in Acadia?

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