On our second day in the park, we decided we would tour the
island on the motorcycles. We started our day fairly early with breakfast at
Jordan’s around 6:30am.
After breakfast, we rode over to Thunder Hole. High tide was
still about 3-4 hours away but we were still able to experience the thunderous
sound the waves make as they push the air out of an underground cave at the end
of a channel.
We stayed and listened to the booming sound and the waves
crashing into the coastline for 10-15 minutes. At different parts of the
overlook area we could feel the “boom” in our chests.
Back on the bikes we made our way up to Cadillac Mountain. At
the base of the mountain, we saw the following sign.
“No Trailers or RVs”. We ignored the sign and proceeded up
the mountain. Surely they didn’t mean trailers pulled by motorcycles and we
figured Hitched would be exempt. We arrived at the top of the mountain without
any problems.
The mountain at about 1,500 feet is the highest point on the
Atlantic coast. You can see just about the entire mountain from the top and
several of the islands. Some of the islands are inhabited with private homes,
others just by birds. We wondered how one could live on an island, are there
plumbing capabilities? The mountain is pink Cadillac granite and at the top the
huge granite outcrop covers it.
Although the vistas are beautiful at the top, there are
several beautiful vistas along the winding road to the top of the mountain as
well.
After spending about 45 minutes on top of the mountain, we
headed back down and made our way over to the Mt. Desert side of the island. We
looped around the perimeter of the island and then headed into Ellsworth for
some lunch.
We had intended on eating a Mainely Meats but they were out
of business in this location (oops!). There was a sandwich shop across the
street called “Flexit” so we decided to eat there instead. The food was really
good. Michele and Rob had a Cubano sandwich with a street weed salad (Organic
spinach and kale) and Jerry had a turkey sandwich.
After lunch, we headed over to Schoodic Point. This portion
of the park is on the other side of Frenchman Bay. Here the coast line is very
rugged with waves crashing into the rocky shoreline. There were more huge rocky
outcrops of granite interspersed with black rock in between the large crevices.
We walked over the rocky shoreline and
watched the waves as they crashed into the rocks.
We saw a lady working on a painting of the shoreline. Very
impressive!
We spent 45 minutes mesmerized by the wave action and
reluctantly returned to the bikes to head back to Bar Harbor. Along the way, we
found a scenic pull off for pictures.
Earlier in the day, Rob received weather alerts for nearby
rain. Initially the rain was well south of us in the Portland area, but by
4:30pm it had made its way up into Bar Harbor. We rode in intermittent light
rain for about 35 miles. The temperatures dropped dramatically from the low
70’s to the low 60’s, with gusty cold winds, making for a chilly ride back. The
rain picked up the last 2.5 miles from the inn but we made it back without the
need to put on our rain gear.
Another great day at Acadia NP! Tomorrow we’ll do some more
hiking for our last day in the park.
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