Maine really rocks... mainly because of its rocks. Well, not only the rocks, but I couldn't resist the pun. As a rare exception, this post leaves my beloved Florida for a jaunt to the Mid Coast of Maine. Crystal was itching to go (I was resistant)...and so she planned the whole trip, with or without me. When presented with the enticing details, my resistance melted away. She had us set up in a sweet little studio apartment along the upper Passagassawakeag River just outside Belfast. We explored the lovely coastal town (and others nearby), the beaches and trails, and the nearby state and national parks. While North Florida was steeping in tropical-storm-rains, heat, and humidity, Maine's cooler weather was a welcome reprieve.
So, this could be a travelogue... with a lot more snapshots of our daily adventures. But it isn't. Suffice it to say, we enjoyed ourselves and each other immensely, and will be going back. This blog is about Rocks. I've always been a rockhound, though my youthful days of hauling home embarrassingly heavy suitcases are long over. Instead, I've been "collecting" them with my camera for many years now.
And Maine is a goldmine. Have a look for yourselves. I've grouped these selected photos by location, named in the first photo of each collection. Take a moment to look at each composition individually, as you might a large abstract painting at the Museum of Modern Art.
I'll start at my favorite rock place, just outside Belfast - Moose Point State Park. The rocks ROCKED!
Moose Point State Park
An hour or so northeast was Acadia National Park. After our planned "one packed day for Acadia", we went back for an encore 2 days later.
Mid-summer and almost NO people on our hikes... how did we manage that? Hint: the sun rises at 5 AM.
Acadia National Park - Mount Desert Island - Ocean Path
Rounding the Loop in Acadia, we had a leisurely visit and hike at Jordan Pond. Seemed wherever you looked was a postcard.
Jordan Pond, Acadia National Park
That's me. Photo by Crystal Wakoa
We were told that the summit of Cadillac Mountain was a must-see...
Cadillac Mountain, Acadia National Park
A ferry in Bar Harbor took us to the more remote part of Acadia, the Schoodic Peninsula, where we spent time at the Point.
Despite these all being coastal Maine, each place we visited had uniquely different character clearly exhibited in its rocks. I was thrilled and enthralled. And next time Crystal says, let's go, I'll be all aboard.
Thanks for putting up with my rock passion, and getting all the way to the end (50 photos, yeow!) But if you made it this far, you must like rocks too, so please let me know... leave a comment below. Next month, back to Florida. Until then, stay cool.