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Portland’s Lighthouses…

What a novelty it was to be chauffeur driven to THE sight to see if you see nothing else in Portland. Great company, nice lunch, and now I’ve seen it, and taken pictures too!  The Portland Head Light.  And more!  What a nice day, even if the sky was darkening as the day progressed.  Thank you Joan and Jude!

The Portland Head Light was so impressive that I began taking pictures from the parking lot!


Also guarding the harbor we have the Portland Breakwater Light, affectionately called Bug Light.  Bug light is segmented, which means that if you are in the correct shipping channel you will see a white light, but if you are seeing a red light then you are in danger of going aground.Buglight1Buglight2Buglight3

And we also have Bug Light’s twin sister, the Spring Point Ledge Light…Springpointledgelight1Springpointledgelight3Springpointledgelight4Springpointledgelight6

And off in the distance in these shots you see Ram’s Head Ledge Light.  You may also have noticed why I love the 18 to 400mm lens.  Both of these shots were taken with that lens, hand held.  And with an extra challenge because I figured out later on that I had the lens stabilization turned off.  I was stuggling, now I know why.  Duh.Ram's HeadRam'shead2

Portland.  I’ll be back…PortlandPortlandfort

Oh, did I forget bugs?  There is an exquisite Children’s garden too!Children'sgardenfeature


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Bar Harbor

Bar Harbor may have been a bucket list place for me to see, but I’m sorry to say I didn’t take full advantage.  I haven’t shopped at any of the touristy places I have visited on this trip. I used to love to shop while traveling, until I eventually realized that I was seeing the same things everywhere.  My cherished internet friend Marilu, who I once wrote a blog post about, told me that her son once visited Japan and brought her home a tea set.  After he left she turned it over and it said, ‘made in China’.  She said she never mentioned it to him.  But the facades of the shops were enticing as I drove through in a quest for a parking space.  And I did find one down at the water front.  I put all my quarters in the parking meter and got an hour and 15 minutes to see the town.  I considered finding a room, but I was tired even then, so I walked the waterfront path on that glorious day, and then started the long drive home.  Home being my little camper where I sleep like a baby.  Maybe I’ll be back another day, and I’ll stay longer.Barharbor1Barharbor2Barharbor3Barharbor4Barharbor5

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Along the way…

I chose the shortest, most coastal, route to Acadia National Park that the GPS showed me.  The most scenic, I thought.  But it’s taxing to have to keep track of the ever changing speed limits, and glimpses of pretty oceanfront scenery with no place to pull over for pictures is a tease.  Which explains why I stopped at the only scenic overlook that I saw on the way.  As I took a couple of pictures I realized that I was looking at the bridge that my native Maine friends had talked about over the winter.  The Penobscot Narrows bridge. Penobscot1Penobscot3 From their description I expected it to be a longer expanse, but I also remembered that they had talked about an observatory at the top of one of the towers.  I hoped I’d have the energy to take the same route back so that I could stop and check it out.  I knew that at the end of a long day, with a long drive back, I’d be tempted to take the highway, But I didn’t and I’m glad about that.Penobscot4Penobscot2Penobscot.jpgPenobscot5

The view from 420 feet up proved to be as lovely as my friends described, but getting pictures through the smudged plexiglass was a challenge.  I have a trip to the zoo with my photo group to thank for the fact that any of the pictures turned out at all.  The instructions we received there proved to be the key.  And the road to home was calling me, like any good old-fart would, I wanted to be back before dark, so I didn’t explore Ft. Knox.  (Not  that Ft. Knox, this is Maine after all.)  And the town looked quaint also, but it was getting late so I headed back out.  And I got back to the campground just in time for karaoke!  And met a new friend who leaped into action when I said I wanted a beer.  Her name is Sue, I figured I’d remember that.  Another nice day, to add to all the nice days so far…

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Acadia National Park…

I think I have to thank the invention of the GPS for the ability to be on the road, by myself, and managing to get from point A to point B with very little problem.   It was a 2 1/2 drive to Acadia on Friday, not too far to go to check another bucket list destination off my list.  I drove the Acadia Loop Road, stopping at every turn-out to take pictures, even when each one was a view of the same scenery but from a slightly different angle.  My photo group is planning a trip to this park in October, and they’ll probably have the addition of fall colors to enjoy while they are here.  I quickly realized that jumping in and out of the car and attempting to set up the heavy tripod and my biggest, heaviest lens wasn’t going to work so well, so it was back to the new camera and lens.  I hate to admit it but it’s all I use now, and I’m so glad to have it. From my point of view it was a clear, sunny day, with blue sky and puffy white clouds.  The water color was bluer than the sky was.  But the distant scene was in mist, so zooming in for details was frustrating.  A very enjoyable day, but I was glad to get home to the camper…Acadia1Acadia2Acadia3Acadia4Acadia5Acadia6Acadia7Acadia8Acadia9Acadia10Acadia11Acadia12

A friend from Maine messaged me to be sure to go to the Jordan House for lunch, and try the pop-overs.  I no sooner read that and there was the Jordan House, but I must have arrived right after several buses had unloaded their passengers.  So I opted for grab-and-go on the upstairs balcony.  Darn, those pop-overs were calling me.

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Gazing ball…

Her husband said we were two peas in a pod.  He said it was a shame we haven’t lived close enough to be part of each other’s day-to-day life all along.  And now we are both alone, and I’ve come to visit for a while, but I’ve been a little too comfy with my oldest, dearest friend.  And too well-then-care-of, what with the toasted tomato sandwiches with just-picked tomatoes.  It would be so much easier to stay here and enjoy the conversation over coffee, and the cribbage by candlelight out on the porch, with a glass of wine.

But change is in the air, it’s time to move on, for both of us.  I will move along tomorrow, heading for coastline and lighthouses. And that’s as far as my plan goes.  Her plan is still writing itself.  I looked into this gazing ball in her garden today, and wondered if it were a crystal ball would I want to know the future?  Would she? Or would we rather keep putting one foot in front of the other and trust that we are heading down just the right path for ourselves?   Okay, maybe just a little peek???

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Final mountain views…

My hiker friend made sure to see the train he called the Yankee Clipper before we headed back from our White Mountain expedition.  And just when we thought we had seen all that we could manage in a short time we stopped for a last meal, and found more nice views.  I said that there was no shortage of beautiful scenery in NH and I haven’t found a reason to change my mind.  Growing up I didn’t come to New Hampshire much. Ot at all.  I’m glad I’ve gotten to spend as much time here as I have on this trip.  I could not be happier to have spent time with the friends I made in my early childhood.  I was a good judge of character back then it seems, they are still my most cherished friends.  Soon it will be time get back in the camper and find more nice places to visit.  And visit with more old friends, and even find a few new friends.  One new friend said I was spunky to have headed out on this adventure by myself, and at my age.  Now I feel guilty for having stopped to enjoy the comforts of my friend’s house, and gotten so comfy that I have failed to move on.  It’s about time to get back on the road, but not quite yet.