Visiting Bar Harbor, Maine

This post is way overdue. It’s an adventure Laura, her parents and I went on weeks ago. Since I’ve been busy moving posts over from my old blog to this one, I got in a sort of writing funk. Seriously, one can only blog so much. It takes a lot out of you.

Anyway, we didn’t get tons of great photos during our visit. For some reason, while in Bar Harbor, I didn’t feel much like photography. Perhaps it was all that driving, I’m not sure. We did manage to get some decent pictures though and I’m thankful for that. What we did get is a culmination of both Laura’s and my efforts. Is that a sentence? Laura and my? Mine and Laura’s? Please comment.

I’m going to post the pictures below. I’ll also write a short description of what you’re looking at below each picture.

Bar Harbor is much like any other New England coastal town. It’s got its main street and its great lawn. Probably the most famous area of Bar Harbor is its center where the fountain is.

Bar Harbor Fountain

Bar Harbor Trellis

Bar Island and Sheep Porcupine Island, Maine

Sheep Porcupine Island, Bar Harbor, Maine

Bar Island, Bar Harbor, Maine

Agamont Park, Bar Harbor, Maine – Looking at Downtown

Agamont Park, Bar Harbor, Maine – Looking at Downtown

Agamont Park, Bar Harbor, Maine

Another famous thing (I’m sure) is the clock along one of the streets. Laura snatched a picture of this bad boy.

Clock in Bar Harbor, Maine

While we were in the “Habah,” we ate lunch at a really great restaurant called, “Paddy’s Irish Pub & Restaurant.” Since it was a heavy meat eating establishment, Laura and I opted to try the fish and chips. That choice fed us well and gave us the energy to check out more of the area and to drive through Acadia a tad bit, although, now that I think about it, the two Guinness probably didn’t help on the energy front that much.

Paddy’s Irish Pub & Restaurant

And here are two photos of across the street from the restaurant.

Now listen, I had no idea that one was supposed to purchase some sort of a visitor’s pass while driving around and stopping at the sights in Acadia National Park. I thought that since I’m none other than me, I would able to visit Bar Harbor, eat some lunch and then head out to find a quiet place to take a nap. Well, apparently, the long arm of the law had other ideas.

Right after lunch, we got back in the car to drive south along Schooner Head Rd. I found a sweet little loop turnaround on my phone that I thought would give us a taste of what Acadia was all about. We drove and we stopped in a parking area that had our names written all over it. Thing is, right before parking, I noticed a sign that said something like, “Jay, you need to pay to stop here. Don’t be a dirtbag.” Whatever. I stopped and figured that the world would survive our five minute escapade. While we were there and while I was guarding the car from the fuzz, Laura grabbed these shots.

Sign Off Park Loop Rd

Trail Down to the Water in Acadia National Park

Cadillac Mountain, Acadia National Park

Winter Harbor, Maine

As it turns out, not more than three and a half minutes after we got out of the car and were enjoying the sights, a park police guy drove by. I got all sorts of freaked out because I know how “on the edge” we were living and I started calling everyone back. They had no idea what was going on until I had them in the car and explained that the 5.0 was in hot pursuit. It wasn’t until we passed the cop checking out the interior of a pickup truck parked somewhat past us that they knew what was up. I boogied out of there, zigging and zagging, and broke the shackles that were sure to bind us if not for my maneuvering. Thank you me.

Drama, I know.

The visit was good. For the uninitiated, Bar Harbor is much like Martha’s Vineyard and Block Island. If you’ve been to either of those, you’ll know what to expect. Peace.