We haven’t gotten out as a family as much as we’d like or have in the past and I’ve really been itching to do something about that. So, last week I announced to the girls that I was taking them on a day trip to Acadia. Unfortunately, Kirsten was working, but if we waited until our schedules aligned it would never happen. We awoke early Saturday morning and were off on the long drive north.
The weather was spectacular: warm, slight breeze, and big puffy clouds against a deep blue sky. Perfect. We got our annual pass to the park and drove to the summit of Cadillac Mountain. There were a LOT of visitors, possibly the most I’ve seen up there. It was okay, though, as there’s plenty of space to move around. We snapped pictures, talked, walked, and just enjoyed the sights and smells and knowing that this was our backyard.
From Cadillac Mountain we drove to Thunder Hole. Again, loads of tourists, but the scene was nice and if you know where to go it was still possible to get out on the scenic rocks alone and hear the waves crash into the square red cliffs topped with gorgeous coniferous trees against a beautiful deep blue sky.
After spending some time at Thunder Hole we were all pretty hungry, so we went to the place we always go when visiting Bar Harbor, Geddy’s. Geddy’s is a fun place, but I wouldn’t recommend it highly for the food or service. The girls’ meals are served on frisbees and the drinks always have in them a little animal thing. It’s fun, and right in the heart of Bar Harbor.
The final stop on our whirlwind tour was Jordan Pond. The girls had a great time trying to catch tiny fishes and frogs. We frolicked and laughed and splashed in the cool, clear water. Then we saw a sign prohibiting anybody going in the water. Oops.
Sunday morning was an early start, too. We drove Jenna all the way up to Winthrop to drop her off at the Southern Maine String Camp for the week. It was hard to say goodbye, but I know she’s going to have a lot of fun.
Early Sunday afternoon I finally took Skye to Barnacle Billy’s in Ogunquit, where her eighth grade science teacher, Lindsay, works in the summer months. The weather was exceptional. My introduction to Lindsay (a.k.a. Mrs. Wirsing) was at a parent-teacher conference this past year, which was confrontational and quite uncomfortable for both of us. We have since developed a tenuous friendship and mutual respect based on an overwhelming desire to improve science literacy and education. She’s a total sweetheart and it was nice to see her again in person, on better terms.
Skye was quite nervous to see Mrs. Wirsing again. She said she had a strong impulse to raise her hand to ask for things she needed. Even though Lindsay was very busy serving the myriad tourists packed on the deck, she took the time to converse with us and even arranged to get back the money I had paid to the valet.
Barnacle Billy’s is right on Perkins Cove. The outdoor deck on which we were seated is adjacent to the water, which at the time had in it many moored sailboats and lobster boats. It was as picturesque as one could want to experience during a Sunday lunch. Skye and I both had fish and chips. My rum punches were wicked delicious, and if it wasn’t for the cost, alcohol content, and prior engagements, I would have sat their and drank them all afternoon.