Yesterday morning at breakfast, my mom told me to take the day and go do something fun, to take who I want and leave who I want. In less than five minutes (okay, it was probably more like 30), my husband and my son and I were in the car heading down the camp road on our way to Acadia National Park, one of the most touristy of all tourist spots in Maine, and for good reason. There is SO much to do and SO many gorgeous sights, you just can’t do it all in one trip. By now we have our favorite haunts, but we also try to find something new every time we come.
Yesterday we decided to hit some familiar spots. First we drove to the top of Cadillac Mountain, the highest peak on the Maine coast. You can barely make out the town of Bar Harbor down below.
Afterwards we drove into Bar harbor for lunch. I got one of my favorites — those little native Maine fried shrimp. YUM. I always make sure to get these at least once when I’m here on vacation.
After lunch, we took a short secluded hike out onto the rocks overlooking the ocean and sat for a while, enjoying the view. We were the only people there, and the only sound was the water splashing onto the rocky shore below. Glorious!
We watched a lobster boat checking their traps.
Then we took another short hike down to Hunters Beach, a beach located in a cozy rocky cove, where my son and husband spent 30 minutes in a rock-throwing contest while I dozed on a sunny rock wishing I had my book, or, as I jokingly said to Husband, his laptop. Ha!
The boys could have spent a half a day there, but it was getting late, so I dragged them back to the car, and we headed “home” to the lake.