This morning was rainy and the highway was wet. This gave way to more rain and wetter highways. Lunch had an intermediate light shower followed by a drizzle followed by heavy showers and rain. Most of our equipment is water proof. We on the other hand seem to be less than water resistant. Breakfast was secured at the local Subway, Chinese, Dunkin Donut express lane at the junction of a highway and an interstate. I am not sure but I don't think that Dunkin Donuts were started by the religion of the same name. The temperature was tolerable and really quite acceptable with little need for a jacket except to shed the water. The lakes "Small Lake" and others were very pretty. I'm sure once illuminated by the sun they must be spectacular. I climbed down to see a tree that had a rope swing that must be used to jump into the stream but by the time I walked through the growth of grasses and weeds I was already soaked. Then the mosquito's smelled me and it was a hasty exit to the highway.
Bridgton had a Laundromat where two young lady's realized that Jon and I had no business in trying to wash our own clothes. They both worked there and had a responsibility to the owner to keep it damaged free. Believe it or not there are procedures to washing clothes in a laundry mat. When they realized that I was taking off everything I owned to wash and dry, they directed me to the Lost and Found. "Please find something in that pile and put it on" as they pointed to a large basket of discarded clothing. After we had loitered for a few hours they assisted us in finding a hotel in the local phone book. I believe they thought we were homeless and were not leaving until the rain stopped. Now we are at the First and Last Motel in Bridgton and are glad to be here.
We have a short day tomorrow to a town just below a hill of 2,900 ft. We will stay there tomorrow tonight and begin the climb on Wednesday.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
Geddys is a bar and Crabby place by the sea. We ate there before we got started.
This was taken in Acadia Park
We finally had to leave Bar Harbor in the fog. It wasn't pretty and we thought we would have rain. Luckily it didn't rain until we reached the hotel.
We got lost and headed too far towards the Ocean. By the time we figured it out it cost us 18 extra miles. That night we stayed at the Blue Hill Barn B & B. We straggled in like two wet cats and the proprietor felt so sorry for us she gave us some of her brother's Lobster stew. It was fantastic.
Everything seemed to be going fine until this turn.
We didn't know how lost we were until we found the red cones. Apparently we mosied into an area that was being worked on.