A Speedy Send-Off

Winding down our mini-vacation, we all piled into Brian F. and Amanda’s car for a trip into Bar Harbor.  It was the perfect day for basking in the sunshine at Agamont Park, admiring the boats in the harbor, beach combing, and enjoying a tasty treat at Mount Dessert Island Ice Cream.  Bar Harbor was hopping with tourists and we had no difficulty relaxing amidst the bustle.

The grand finale to our spectacular day was our chauffeur back to Trenton, ME.  Steve C. met us at the town dock with his powerboat and we joined Kim and Mrs K. aboard for the very scenic ride back.  It was FAST!  Kim provided a great historical tour along the way since she and Steve C. are both originally from this area.  Steve C. even made a stop at Bartlett Island where the guys had a stone skipping competition while the gals searched for treasures.

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It was difficult to part ways the following morning, but as we slowly packed our belongings and tidied the guest house we all agreed that the next mini-vacation should take place in the Caribbean…

Deja Vu

When we left Bar Harbor, Mount Desert Island we didn’t have a solid plan (per usual). Our morning departure was delayed while waiting for an opening at the busy town dock so that we could top off our water tanks. It was cold and dreary; twice fog had rolled into and out of the harbor. We did, however, need to get moving because we had social events to attend. I know, I know…cruisers don’t adhere to a schedule. But put the Communications Officer back on home turf and watch out because mini-vacations spring up everywhere!

We watched Mount Desert Island disappear beneath a veil of fog, swooping down to block our view…

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…and then gently lifting to offer us just a peek of the island as we passed along its coastline.

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Lobster boats, sailboats, powerboats, and skiffs continued to skirt about the water despite the wavering visibility. Brian kept a keen eye on the radar and the air horn close at hand.

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Fog break to admire the Bass Harbor Lighthouse.

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There was not much sailing to be had. After 24nm of motoring, we landed at Swan’s Island. We anchored once again, as we did last year, at Mackerel Cove. This year we chose the westernmost corner of the cove and found good, mud holding in 8 feet of water.

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While Brian prepared dinner, I hopped into the kayak and paddled around with the local Guillemots.

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That evening although we didn’t have quite the showing of squid that we experienced last year…Brian did catch one! This time under the bright deck lights it took only moments before success with the squid jig.

Queen Bee

On their second, full day of visiting Rode Trip Steve and Sally were blessed with sunshine. This was very good because on this day we had a goal to achieve; Sally wanted to hike the Beehive Trail. Brian and I were familiar with the Beehive; this 520 ft summit would be reached by walking along narrow cliffs and climbing up ledges with the assistance of iron bars that have been installed in the rock to be used as hand holds and foot ladders. The mountain is called the Beehive because from a distance it’s shape resembles that of a hive. We described it to Sally cheerfully, “It’ll be fun, a short hike with a few ladders.” We had no idea that Sally is afraid of heights…but she was determined.

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We left Steve at Sand Beach where he was happy to relax and beach comb (he knew of Sally’s fear of heights and was smart enough to steer clear of this challenge).

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So it began. Brian assured us that he was “certified” and he was at the ready to spot Sally when the goings got tough.

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She was off to a good start.

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The first set of iron bars was a bit overwhelming…

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But after much patience, encouragement, some yelling (as positively as possible from dearest daughter), and finally a line-up of people waiting to pass below…Sally was up!

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Sally was soon a pro; carefully inspecting the trail around upcoming corners and ledges before scaling the sides with ease.

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Near the top, she totally ignored the trail and blazed her own in one fell swoop all the way to the summit! Sally walked across the open-face stone, bare mountain top with her arms outspread as though she were strolling through a ground level pasture.

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Down the opposite side and all the way back to Sand Beach, Sally was still in awe of her feat. Steve couldn’t believe the good news! Amazing things happen when you hang with the Rode Trippers…and always the celebratory feast and drinks at the end!

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