From Vermont and New Hampshire we headed over into Maine to stay with Peggy and Paul, two of Rich's new Appalachian Trail friends. We had a great weekend - Peggy and Paul were excellent hosts, feeding us pizza and beer and taking us to their beautiful beach and to see the local sights. These included George W Bush's summer house just down the road and the excellently named seaside towns of Kennebunkport and Ogunquit. In the latter I had my first Maine seafood - clam chowder and a crab roll at Barnacle Billys. Yum.
After a trip to the local microbrewery to meet up with some more of Rich's fellow AT-ers Becky and Matt, we set off for Bar Harbour and Acadia National Park with a stop at the pretty maritime town of Camden along the way. Rich was very excited about hiking in the park, which lived up to expectations. We got some great weather the day we went hiking, which was just as well considering there were some tricky sections of scrambling around on rebar (iron rungs embedded in the rock face for the uninitiated) to get to the top of some of the trails. We climbed the Beehive, which was a lot of fun (as long as you didn't look down at the scary bits). After lunch we stopped to sample popovers, a local delicacy that had been described to us as big sweet pastry puffs served with cream and jam. Given this description, I was a bit surprised when what landed on my plate was in fact a large Yorkshire Pudding. Silly Americans.
We'd planned to end the day with a hike up Cadillac Mountain, but the weather and daylight were against us so we cheated and drove to the top instead. Which was just as well really as when we got there I thought we'd taken a wrong turn and ended up in the Arctic. I think there were some great views of lakes and mountains, but my vision was obscured by the icicles on my eyelids... Next stop, Canada.
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