We said farewell to Mud Hole on Friday, July 13th…goodbye to the seal-laden rocks, bald eagles, puffins, auks, all-you-can-eat free mussels, starry skies, and all the splendor of downeast.
We had a loooonnng, uneventful upwind sail on Friday; nearly a 12-hour day on the water. As you can see I eagerly anticipated returning to warmer climates…and people! Between shifts steering, I do try to knit and/or read but can still only do these things in small doses while underway because they result in motion-sickness headaches. Mostly, I stay on deck even when not steering but a 12-hour ocean view doesn’t have much to offer for entertainment.
As we rounded Schoodic Point and re-entered the Acadia National Park area, we spotted numerous people along the rocks and felt a “touristy” sensation. Just one week ago Acadia and Mt. Desert were wild! After our downeast experience, they were not so wild but certainly still beautiful and rugged even though speckled with people. We saw the outline of a cruise ship in the distance and breathed a sigh of relief that it was heading away from Bar Harbor.
We awoke on Saturday morning to the sounds of, hmm not a lobster boat but…a helicopter! UGH! It was making laps around the top of Rode Trip circling to and from a position over land. I hope whatever was so interesting made the news!
On the agenda for Saturday was laundry and grocery shopping. BIG day! This would be our second provisioning day thus far and we found it ironic that both days had landed on weekends. We’ve been stocking our cooler with food for about 10 days at a time. Since it was chilly downeast there certainly wasn’t any sweating and we pretty much wore variations of the same outfit all week, quick-dry pants and sweaters, so the laundry load was small. Bar Harbor was convenient for both as it was a short dinghy paddle to shore and a short walk to Hannaford and the neighboring laundromat. There is a sandbar between Bar Island and Bar Harbor, able to walk between the two at low tide. The sandbar was swarming with people out to explore Bar Island while it was walkable. We beached the dinghy here and walked into town.
While the clothes washed we did our shopping and paddled everything back out to Rode Trip. Then another trip ashore to pick-up the dry clothes and get ice and cold beer to add to the cooler. Now we are stocked to the gills, again. Yes, that does mean that anytime we want something from the cooler…everything comes out! Just part of the daily workout routine!
Chores done! One more paddle to shore to enjoy Bar Harbor. We treated ourselves to dinner, browsed stores and listened to some music in the park. Loved the Sweet Street Symphony!
We waited out a brief thunderstorm at the Cottage Street Pub, enjoying delicious Peak IPA and blueberry mojito. We befriended owner, Tessa, who provided great hospitality in a fabulous atmosphere (not to go unmentioned was the outstanding list of cocktail options, heavy in gin and rum bases…YUM!). We chatted with some other guests at the bar too and enjoyed their company.
It was raining lightly on our walk home, and our trusty dinghy was close at hand thanks to high tide. Who knew doing chores could be so fun!