On our first full day near Bar Harbor, we visited Acadia National Park. We purchased a Golden Age Pass. For $10, it allows lifetime admittance to National Parks and Monuments, and all other Federal Recreational Facilities for the owner and a companion. When you're 62, you're eligible. What a nice gift from the nation to us!
As we arrived at our first stop, this flight of geese went over in the direction of the lighthouse we were seeking as though showing the way. We were particularly taken with the fellow flying in the center of the V. Almost looks like he's practicing the Blue Angels' diamond formation doesn't it? 
As we approached the lighthouse, we were serenaded by the lonely toll of the bell buoy in the distance. The sound seemed an appropriate accompaniment to the distorted trees, rocks and shadows.
The Bass Harbor light is supposed to be one of the most difficult lighthouses to photograph. It did require a bit of climbing on the rocks to get this shot.
Pen took this photo of me waiting for a couple to clear the photographic field before I took the shot above.
While difficult to see here, there were otters diving through this sea weed.
We saw several marshes that were created by beaver dams. That is a beaver lodge in the middle of the grass.
In addition to the rocks and marshes, the early settlers had to contend with tangled woods such as these. They were definitely made of stern stuff.
The next day we went out to Schoodic Point, a part of Acadia National Park not attached to the main body. As you can see, it was a foggy day. We could hear lobster boats offshore and the bell buoys warning them away from the rocks. I was taken by this lone fir hanging on in these thin shoreline soils. Although it's small, I suspect it has weathered quite a few nor'easters.
The remains of this old tree seemed reluctant to leave the rocks with which it had shared the shoreline.
Ancient volcanoes, glaciers, rock splitting tree roots and wave action have sculpted a masterpiece here.
There are many tide pools in these rocks supporting much marine life.
This appears to have been the end of the road for a tide pool denizen, and perhaps a clue as to the culprit.
Does he look guilty?
The next day we took a trip up to Cadillac Mountain, one of the centerpieces of Acadia National Park. On the way, we saw this beautiful cruise ship apparently making a port call at Bar Harbor.
"Red Sails in the Sunset way out on the sea." Pardon me, I couldn't help breaking into song as we watched this schooner tacking back and forth a little offshore.
This photo was taken from from Cadillac Mountain. In the distance is Schoodic Point where we took the foggy photos the day before.
Acadia National Park is not a place of superlatives in the same vein as Yellowstone or Glacier. Cadillac Mountain is the only possible exception. This photo was taken from the summit. At 1,580 feet, it is the highest point on the East Coast, and no, I didn't misplace a decimal point. Alright, alright, I know that would barely qualify as a foothill in Oregon or Washington. Our Vancouver and Portland friends can quit snickering now.
We enjoyed watching this little fog bank roll in and out. In the distance is a small schooner and several smaller sailboats.
At the end of our last day at Acadia, we had another delicious Maine Lobster. Unfortunately, we didn't think to take a photo of this guy until he was pretty completely dismantled. You can buy them here for less than $5 per pound and the store will cook them.
In addition to the rocks and marshes, the early settlers had to contend with tangled woods such as these. They were definitely made of stern stuff.
The next day we went out to Schoodic Point, a part of Acadia National Park not attached to the main body. As you can see, it was a foggy day. We could hear lobster boats offshore and the bell buoys warning them away from the rocks. I was taken by this lone fir hanging on in these thin shoreline soils. Although it's small, I suspect it has weathered quite a few nor'easters.
The remains of this old tree seemed reluctant to leave the rocks with which it had shared the shoreline.
Ancient volcanoes, glaciers, rock splitting tree roots and wave action have sculpted a masterpiece here.
There are many tide pools in these rocks supporting much marine life.
This appears to have been the end of the road for a tide pool denizen, and perhaps a clue as to the culprit.
Does he look guilty?
The next day we took a trip up to Cadillac Mountain, one of the centerpieces of Acadia National Park. On the way, we saw this beautiful cruise ship apparently making a port call at Bar Harbor.
"Red Sails in the Sunset way out on the sea." Pardon me, I couldn't help breaking into song as we watched this schooner tacking back and forth a little offshore.
This photo was taken from from Cadillac Mountain. In the distance is Schoodic Point where we took the foggy photos the day before.
Acadia National Park is not a place of superlatives in the same vein as Yellowstone or Glacier. Cadillac Mountain is the only possible exception. This photo was taken from the summit. At 1,580 feet, it is the highest point on the East Coast, and no, I didn't misplace a decimal point. Alright, alright, I know that would barely qualify as a foothill in Oregon or Washington. Our Vancouver and Portland friends can quit snickering now.
We enjoyed watching this little fog bank roll in and out. In the distance is a small schooner and several smaller sailboats.
At the end of our last day at Acadia, we had another delicious Maine Lobster. Unfortunately, we didn't think to take a photo of this guy until he was pretty completely dismantled. You can buy them here for less than $5 per pound and the store will cook them.
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