Bar Harbor, Maine

It was a long day of driving, made seemingly longer by the terrible roads we traveled yesterday. We thought we'd never get here, but we find ourselves in Bar Harbor, Maine, this morning, and we'll be here for the next several days. Before I go on, I need to select a winner for the September Bag Lady stitch-along. Mr. Random has spoken, and September's winner is:

#3--Judy!

Congratulations, Judy! I'll be sending you an email, so check your inbox.

As for our traveling adventures, I have this to tell you about yesterday's drive. For one thing, the kitties used to run for cover as the slides came in. Now, Smitty is such a seasoned traveler, that he just watches out the back window as we go down the road.

Even Sadie is relaxed enough now that she just rides in on the slide as it closes.

We drove through raking light and fog as we left New Hampshire yesterday morning.

The fog was really just low-flying clouds.

The clouds prevented the sun from shining through the leaves, and so they weren't as bright as they might have been.

Part of the reason the roads were so bad is that we took the back roads over the path known as the 13-Mile Woods. There, we were promised the best foliage and the best possibility for seeing moose. We saw plenty of foliage, but no moose. The farther north we drove, the brighter and more intense the colors.

We drove through plenty of historic towns.

The object of my itchy shutter finger for yesterday's drive were churches with steeples. (I need something to keep me awake.)

The problem with taking pictures while driving down a road is that the power lines are always present. It's pretty hard to get something like this without getting plenty of power lines in the bargain.

But don't think my lust for church steeples meant that I neglected the barns.

Also, we passed by this outlet store. The name of the business was unfamiliar to us, but they were selling Adirondack chairs. We are lusting after these as well. When I downloaded this picture from my camera, I noticed I'd also caught a quilt block there on the left side of the image. You can make it out behind the reflections of my shirt on the window.

Shortly after that, we passed into the state of Maine.

The roads improved a bit when we reached the interstate, near the end of yesterday's journey. The foliage also grew more colorful.

After so much driving, we were very glad when these signs started appearing.

Acadia National Park is located on Mount Desert Island, and I believe this might be the area known as Western Bay.

We're staying at a KOA in Bar Harbor and I have laundry going as I write this post. We'll be here for the next couple of days. There weren't many choices this late in the season, and this park will shut down for the season on Monday. We may decide to stay an extra night, but after that we'll need to move along. The park is a typical run-down KOA, but the scenery is spectacular. Also, this nice young man cooks lobster dinners in the RV park each night.

Wait a minute...lobster dinner and we don't even have to drive anywhere? Count us in. We purchased two dinners, which included corn on the cob and coleslaw, and took them back to the RV to eat. Here, he's cracking their shells with a very sharp knife.

While we waited for him to cook our lobsters, we watched the sun set.

Day is done.

Today we'll spend our day exploring the park. As of this writing, I haven't studied the parks book, and so I'm not sure where we'll start. It's just one of the cliffhangers you've grown to expect when you read this blog...tomorrow's post will tell the tale.