On our way across Texas we stumbled upon the fanciest rest area we’ve encountered so far. It looked like a beautiful setting for a picnic although it was nearly empty.
After driving across Texas we found a spot in Las Cruces, NM to spend a few nights. It was right near the old town of Mesilla, which we explored one afternoon.
We enjoyed the colorful interior of La Posta as we ate lunch. Then we wandered into some shops and through the town square. The community Christmas tree was decorated with ornaments made by the local schoolchildren. Some of those popsicle stick designs looked familiar from our girls’ younger days. 🙂 Mesilla was such a cute little town! We definitely need to spend more time exploring New Mexico, but not now—it’s too cold in December!
Next we stopped at Lazydays KOA in Tucson. This is by far the nicest KOA we have ever seen. The free-for-the-picking citrus was too much to resist. We left with a giant bowl of oranges, lemons, and grapefruit.
Our holidays ended up being a repeat of last year. Seems I’m making new traditions by returning to favorite places. In my last post I told you about our return visit to Padre Island for Thanksgiving. We also returned to one of our favorite campgrounds, Gilbert Ray, for Christmas.
And then we spent a fun filled New Year’s weekend with the 4CU Airstream Club at Picacho Peak again.
While this has been a repeat of last year, our next stop will definitely be something new– a whole month spent at an upscale RV Resort. But that’s for next time.
After our 4 days at Guadelupe/Carlsbad it was time to head all the way across Texas. Texas is humongous, which you don’t realize until you drive across it, and then you forget until you have to drive across it again. 🙂
We broke up the trek with a few stops. The first one was a return visit to Monahans Sandhills State Park. After an arduous drive that included potholed roads, long road construction delays, and tons of oilfield truck traffic we arrived to sun glinting off the dunes. Then the rain moved in to spoil any hopes of sand sledding, so it wasn’t as stunning as our last visit. Still I did get out for a nice walk around the dunes on our last day.
Next we planned on staying at the SKP Park in Hondo TX, but when we arrived we found mayhem. They were repaving the internal roads so half the park was closed, including the dry camping, and they had crammed everyone into the other half so had no spots available. Wish they would have said something on their website, but luckily they pointed us to nearby Quiet RV Park, which was just that, and since they accepted Passport America we got half off our site. So in the end it actually worked out great for us. Plus we found a delicious local BBQ joint.
Our last stop was Lake Corpus Christi State Park. We wanted a short drive to Padre Island, since sites are first come first serve and often fill up, so this park to the west of Corpus Christi fit the bill. Unfortunately it seemed more like a place for locals to come and party on the weekends or go fishing than a great place to camp. The sites and roads were crumbling and muddy from the recent and continuing rains.
I have to admit my gloomy mood matched the gloomy setting and our rainy 3 days here seemed to stretch on forever. But we were rewarded when we pulled into the campground at Padre Island and had our pick of several oceanfront spots. We choose the exact same spot we were in last year since we knew it afforded great ocean views right from our trailer.
Ahh, 2 weeks at the ocean. I could instantly feel my mood improving and my stress dissipating. Just like last year it felt like we were on vacation. I know that’s funny because most people look at our life and think we’re on vacation all the time. In reality there is a lot of time spent planning, maintaining the trailer, doing chores, and taking care of everyday life, but somehow when we hit the beach we feel relaxed. We take daily walks and observe the tides and just chill.
Each day the beach is a little different. This time on the day we arrived there was tons of sargassum seaweed, trash, and small man-o-war all washed up by a recent storm. Apparently the currents bring a lot of stuff from the south tip of Florida and the coast of Mexico up this way. Another day the beach was littered with jellyfish. We saw hardly any of the tiny seashells we had seen last year and even saw some different birds this time.
We made a daily habit of picking up a trash bag or two from the campground host and filling it. About 90% of what we picked up were toothbrushes, plastic bottles, parts of shoes, bottle lids, plastic bags and random pieces of brightly colored plastic. Many times the plastic was so brittle that it would shatter into tiny pieces when we tried to pick it up. I totally understand how they find sea animals whose stomachs are filled with plastic. Unfortunately these creatures mistake the plastic pieces for food. We even saw two seagulls fighting over a piece of brightly colored plastic. If you want to do one thing to help the environment, cut back on your use of plastic in any way that you can!
We drove down the island to Big Shell Beach. It is covered with shell fragments that have been tumbled in the waves. They look like broken pieces of pottery.
Again we celebrated Thanksgiving with a feast prepared in our trailer. Turkey breast, green bean casserole, marshmallow sweet potatoes and squash cooked on the grill, biscuits cooked in the solar oven, and mashed potatoes, stuffing, cranberry sauce and salad to round out the meal. Not bad at all.
After our relaxing “ beach vacation” we headed to Mission, Texas. Chuck has been searching for places with RV casitas. Basically this means a tiny house next to a parking pad for your RV. We figure this might be the next step for us. It would give us a break from the trailer and a place to spend the winter while our trailer served as a guest house for our visitors. One place that seemed to fit the bill was Retama Village. It’s down in the very tip of Texas just a stone’s throw from the Rio Grande.
Our first week there was glorious. The weather was in the 80s and the clubhouse and pool were beautiful. Our site was just across from some friendly Airstream folks who had us over for cocktails and conversation. They had recently purchased a casita and were kind enough to share their thought process and experiences.
We enjoyed a week of sunshine, dips in the pool, and butterflies everywhere (the area is on their migration path). What we didn’t find was an interesting town. Instead there was lots of sprawl and traffic and chain stores, but not an area with that interesting, vibrant small downtown feel. We did manage to find a cute little spot to enjoy my birthday dinner.
And we visited the nearby National Butterfly Center.
At the end of the week we had a list of pros and cons, but were still on the fence.
own the land
stick built structure
hookups for RV
landscaping maintained by park
low cost of living
far from family
not a lot of organized activities
not an interesting town
We decided we needed a little more time exploring before we could make a decision, so we moved to the adjoining Bentsen Palm RV Park.
Here we discovered another con, the wild fluctuations in the weather.
Waking up to 30 degrees and snow was quite a shock after the 80 degree weather of the week before! And it kinda tipped the balance for us. So after we waited out the cold front moving across south Texas we made the long trek back across this vast state to spend our winter in Arizona. But that’s a story for next time.
After a road weary fall, we decided to head to the Texas coast. We loved our stay there last year for Thanksgiving and two weeks at the National Seashore sounded like just the break we needed. We also wanted to check out some RV casitas we’ve been researching as an option for a winter base. Plus, there was a week of nice weather in the forecast. This meant we could hit up two more national parks, Guadelupe and Carlsbad, that we haven’t been able to visit because of their high elevation.
We arrived at Guadelupe Mountains National Park on November 3rd. The RV camping is basically spots in the parking lot so nothing special, but it put us right in the middle of the views. Guadelupe is a “desert meets mountains” sort of place so you have yucca and cactus alongside juniper and pine.
This parking lot was also the major trailhead so we saw a lot of backpackers getting their permits and heading out for multi-night treks. As the weather turned chillier and stormier over the weekend we were glad to be snug in our trailer!
Lucky for us we picked a beautiful morning to hike to Devil’s Hall. Being in the desert we’ve missed out on fall colors so it was a treat to see so much beautiful color on the trees along the way.
Before you get to Devil’s Hall You have to navigate the Devil’s Staircase.
I’m about half way up it here. It was even trickier coming back down. 🙂 The hall is a narrow passage between two cliffs of layered stone. It was pretty cool.
The color was just as amazing on our way back.
We also visited a couple of sights in the park. There are ruins of a Butterfield Overland Mail Stagecoach Stop, the highest on the route at 5,534 feet. Butterfield was the first transcontinental mail service. The coaches ran round the clock, covering the 2800 miles in 25 days or less. The stations were important to provide food and fresh horses.
We walked around the Frijole Ranch. The buildings weren’t open the day we were there, but we peered in the windows. The red building was once the schoolhouse. They also had an amazing spring-fed irrigation system that watered an orchard.
Guadelupe and Carlsbad are about 45 miles apart so we could have driven to the caverns, but we opted to move our trailer to a boondocking spot closer to the park.
By now you should know that caves are not really my thing, but I have to say Carlsbad blew me away. I had researched the options and found you could hike through the Natural Opening and down into the cave at your own pace. It didn’t look like there were any tight spaces so I thought I’d be fine and I was.
Turns out I was too enthralled by all the cool cave formations to feel claustrophobic, plus the rooms are huge!
Every turn brought another amazing view.
Often times it felt like we were on the set of Star Trek landing on a distant planet.
After walking the paved trail from the Natural Entrance, you end up 800 feet below the surface in the Big Room, which has a 1.25 mile loop trail.
This room is gigantic, the size of 14 football fields, and filled with formations.
By the end we were on overload and happy to take the elevator back up 38 floors to the surface.
If you only visit one cave in your lifetime, this is the one. What an amazing journey into a strange underground world. Even though I’m not a cave person I loved it. Although I do think I’ve now fulfilled all my cave needs for a lifetime. 🙂
Well that brings our grand total to 15 National Parks!
I can’t believe it’s been almost 3 months since I’ve posted. I knew I was behind, but I didn’t realize it was that bad. A little while back a fellow RV blogger (watsonswander.com) posted about her struggles to keep updated on her blog and I could totally relate. I just haven’t felt like writing. Maybe it’s because we haven’t been to a lot of new places, or I’ve been kinda road weary from our busy fall, or maybe because a lot of times I feel like I send these blogs out into the online universe and don’t really know if anyone is reading them. Well, that’s not totally true. I know my mom is reading 🙂 and I like having a record of our travels, so here comes some catching up.
After our mid-October stay at Lost Dutchman State Park just north of Phoenix, we returned to the SKP Coop in Benson AZ. We were headed to an Airstream Rally in New Mexico, but realized we were both worn out and just needed to find a spot to lay low for a bit. With one of our favorite parks only an hour away we headed back to Tucson and spent a few days among the saguaros at Gilbert Ray Campground. Its so peaceful among the saguaros and it was just what we needed.
The sunsets are always amazing!
We lucked into a few nights at Dead Horse Ranch State Park just outside Sedona. While the park itself was nothing spectacular, the surrounding area is amazing.
We took a long drive down dirt roads scoping out some of the boondocking in the area and enjoying the views.
We walked through downtown reading about the history of the area…
enjoyed tamales at a cute little spot…
and played the giant xylophone.
Everywhere you turned there were great views of the red rocks. This is an area that definitely requires a return visit. There is so much to explore and we didn’t even get to experience any of the great hiking.
Next up was a stay at a park many folks have recommended, Catalina State Park, just north of Tucson. While we enjoyed the views and the proximity to amenities, our campsite was not so appealing with it’s setting among the sandy scrub.
I guess we can’t complain too much when we’re enjoying so much sunny weather.
After Catalina we were headed east (more on that next time) so ended up at the Benson SKP park again to catch up on laundry. After all, it had been two weeks. With four different stops in that time I don’t think we did anything to help our road weariness, but we’re planning for some down time soon.
Traveling further south we stopped for a few nights at City of Rocks State Park. It’s kinda strange because you are driving through grasslands and fields and then these rocks just pop up out of nowhere.
There are lots of cool rock formations to climb on and around.
You can camp right up among the rocks, but we chose the hook-up sites and had this great view of the rocks from our site.
One afternoon I took my bike on the trail that loops the campground.
The trail was longer and hillier than it looked and I had forgotten we were still at a high elevation and it was nearly 90 degrees so I very nearly didn’t make it back. Boy that dry desert air really takes it out of you! Took me a couple of days to recoup.
We made a visit to Silver City which was supposed to have lots of cool artist shops, but most were closed on Tuesday. The few we did find had interesting stuff.
We had more great evening views.
Sadly we had to leave New Mexico and head toward Phoenix so I could fly to Boise for my nephew’s wedding. On the way we stopped in Benson AZ at an Escapees Park. We love the Escapees parks for their friendly folks, reasonable rates, and especially their clean, cheap laundry facilities! This one had great desert views and we enjoyed the sunny weather.
On our way to Phoenix we needed a place to stop for lunch. Luckily we happened upon the Casa Grande National Monument. It was a great stop for lunch and a little exploration.
Outside Phoenix we stayed at Lost Dutchmen State Park. We had heard so many good things about this park that we were disappointed when our spot turned out to be in a crowded loop. Riding through the campground we found other nicer spots but none were open for the 9 days we were staying. Luckily during the week it was quieter and less crowded.
Still the views of the Superstition Mountains as they changed in the evening light were great. While Chuck enjoyed those and some 90 degree days, I flew to Boise for highs in the 50s and a great visit with family.
So after Chuck’s week of projects around the trailer and my busy week with family, it’s time to make some decisions about where we head next. There are so many possibilities that sometimes it can be daunting. We’ve had such a busy month that I think we need a few days to relax before we decide.
After Taos, we headed to Valley of Fires Recreation Area in Carrizozo. Here we were greeted by stunning views, a walk through black lava fields, and lots of wind. This place is definitely worth a stop, even if you just walk the path through the lava field.
Since we had been moving around quite a bit we opted to stay in our awesome site instead of moving closer to the other places we wanted to explore. This meant about an hour’s drive to White Sands National Monument but it was a beautiful day so it wasn’t bad.
Another day we drove 45 minutes to Three Rivers Petroglyph Recreation Site. They have over 21,000 petroglyphs that were chipped into the rock over 600 years ago. They are so cool that it took us forever to hike the 1.5 mile trail. By the time we came back down we were the only car left in the parking lot!
This was such a cool area that we will have to come back. After all we missed the Smokey the Bear Museum and gravesite. Yes, there was an actual Smokey the Bear and he was from New Mexico. Who knew?
No matter how hard I try it seems like I’m only getting further behind on the blog. So in a last ditch effort to catch up I posted two blogs last week and now I’m blowing through the last month with multiple posts today.
We arrived in New Mexico to cooler, cloudy weather in the mountains north of Taos. We stayed a couple of nights at Eagle’s Nest State Park, part of New Mexico’s Enchanted Loop. There was some pretty mountain scenery heading through the pass and nice views from our campsite, but we didn’t do much exploring. At over 8,000 feet in elevation it was cooler than we wanted so we headed to the lower elevation of Taos at 6,900 feet.
The Taos Valley RV Park was kinda quirky and in need of some attention, but it got us close to the sights.
We walked on the Rio Grande Bridge, the most beautiful steel bridge according to the sign, in Rio Grande del Norte National Monument. I had never seen crisis hotline phones out on a bridge, but it makes sense. We even spotted a big horn sheep.
Afterwards we stopped at Taos Brewing Company for some food and beer. We found the coolest old truck in their parking lot. Someone is also putting in a collection of old trailers for overnight rentals. I would have loved to peek inside in all of them.
Another day we explored the Taos Pueblo. I expected the pueblo to have plaques explaining the history, but I guess you have to take a tour to get information, which we weren’t keen on doing. Still it was a photographer’s dream to just wander around.
We walked around Taos’ central square but found it a bit touristy. We preferred the metal sculptures and Mexican imported goods at a shop on the outskirts of town. We also found a cool local t-shirt shop.
This has been our first stay in New Mexico and it’s left me excited to see more.
Even though it’s only been a few weeks since we left Ohio, it seems like a blur. We’ve made so many stops that it’s hard to keep them straight in my mind. So I’ll try my best to lay it out.
Originally we had planned to head to Shenandoah National Park and then onto the Outer Banks of North Carolina and down the coast into Florida for the winter. With Hurricane Irma churning out at sea we decided to head toward Mammoth Cave National Park in Kentucky instead. We figured we could re-evaluate after we had a better idea of what Irma would do and either head back toward Virginia or make a new plan. So off to Kentucky we drove.
First stop Big Bone Lick State Park. We didn’t see much of the park because we only spent one night, but we did find that not one spot was level. There was mini-golf and a pool (closed for the season) so I’m sure this place is popular with families. Since the campground is up a very steep hill we didn’t even make the trek down to check out the lake.
Continuing on Chuck found the driving tough. The roads were in bad shape and crowded with semi trucks. I think Louisville must be a big shipping hub because the airport was filled with UPS cargo planes.
When we made it to Mammoth Cave we found a mostly empty campground. The ranger recommended a pull through spot with some sun for our solar and we got set up and rode our bikes down to the visitor’s center. There we found interesting exhibits about the formation and history of the caves and picked up information about cave tours that are friendly to those of us who are clautrophobic. 😉
On Friday we rode the gravel trail through the woods to a pond where I had my first ever sighting of actual frogs jumping on lily pads. Sorry no photo. On Saturday they have an open cave tour where you can go at your own pace which sounded perfect to me. It started at the cave’s historic entrance.
A nice big opening leading down a wide hallway into a massive room. This is just my style. While it was warm outside it was around 50 degrees in the cave. In fact you could feel a good breeze at the opening and in the morning there is often fog emerging from the cave. This large entrance goes about 1/4 mile into the cave with smaller passageways branching off.
While the caves were cool, above ground this was another woodsy, dark park. So we were glad to think about making our way somewhere with open, sunny skies. With Hurricane Irma still looming ominously off Florida’s coast we decided to ditch any hopes we had of staying east this fall and winter. Instead we set a course to Hot Springs National Park in Arkansas.
Stopping overnight in Tennessee, we found a site at Pin Oak Campground that was level enough to stay hitched up. That night the rains, remnants of Hurricane Harvey, moved in. I heard a drip in the night, but told myself it was outside and went back to sleep. In the morning we awoke to a huge puddle of water on our table and floor. The new skylight was leaking in a big way. Chuck removed the interior frame and water came pouring out. Water was running behind our aluminum walls and dripping out at the seams.
It was a no-brainer to turn ourselves around and head back the way we had come, covering the 500 miles back to the factory in one very long driving day. Luckily the rain let off after a bit so we got some relief, but about 1/2 hour outside Jackson Center it started raining again. So after finding a spot we got to work tying a tarp over the skylight and turned on the dehumidifier to try to dry things out.
They couldn’t squeeze us in the next day, but did get us taken care of the following day. So more time spent hanging out at the factory. Not so bad as I do love it there. It’s sort of comforting and calming to be surrounded by lots of other Airstream trailers. We did more laundry, chatted with other folks who were there getting service, and found a few more things we needed in the Airstream store. 🙂
The most exciting part was meeting Brian and Leigh, fellow Airstream full-timers who started Campendium, a website with reviews and information about campgrounds. We discovered Campendium before we left Seattle, and it has been our go to source for finding places to camp, including those great boondocking spots. Chuck posts reviews of every place we stay on the site and was even a beta tester of their new app so it was so fun to meet them in person. So there was some good that came out of this return trip to Ohio!
We also decided to head straight for the southwest and skip Hot Springs. We just couldn’t bring ourselves to drive down crowded, bumpy I-75, I-71, and I-65 again. Instead we headed for New Mexico with a short stop in Wichita, KS for a visit with Chuck’s brother.
Stop 1 – Lincoln Trail State Park, IL for one buggy, humid night. Thankfully we had hook-ups!
Stop 2 – Cottonwoods RV Park, Columbia, MO for one cramped night where we had to unhitch to get level.
Stop 3 – USI RV Park, Wichita, KS for 3 nights and a nice visit with family.
Stop 4 – Corral Drive-In RV Park, Guymon, OK. Finally some wide open views, but also very windy. This place is the best idea ever! Over a year ago Chuck and I said that someday we should buy an old drive-in movie theater and convert it to an RV park where you could watch movies. Well, someone did just that in the middle of nowhere Oklahoma. Too bad they only show movies in the summer. It would have been so cool to watch one from our site!
Schoodic Woods Campground
Timeframe: 1st week of August
So I’ve gotten even further behind on posting—we visited Schoodic nearly a month and a half ago! Here’s a quick recap.
After the busy Bar Harbor area of Acadia National Park we reveled in the peace and quiet on the Schoodic Peninsula. This part of the park is about an hour drive away (or a hop on the passenger ferry plus the bus) so not a lot of folks bother to explore Schoodic. That was okay with us because it made for a nice, relaxing week.
After our awesome campsite at Bar Harbor we were ready to be a little let down, but we found another great spot waiting for us. The campground at Schoodic Woods has only been open about 2 years and it is beautiful! There are lots of trees but also lots of open sky which is what we like.
Spaces are big and come with electric hookups, rare for a national park campground.
The bathrooms are the nicest I’ve ever seen.
The architecture of the visitor’s center is stunning. This campground is a great find.
This side of the park is set on a peninsula. The 6 mile, one-way “loop” road travels along the entire shore, but doesn’t connect back to itself. We drove it our first day, but it was even better when we took our bikes later in the week.
Since the road has two lanes, both going in the same direction, cars have their own lane to pass you. We could peddle along soaking in all the water views and not worry about holding up traffic.
When you get to the end of the road you exit the park and have to return on regular roads with no shoulders so we were glad the ranger recommended a bike path that cuts back to the campground. Unfortunately the bike paths on this side of the park are not as nice as those over on Mount Desert Island. These are made of loose gravel, which made the uphill going even harder, but we made it back.
Off course all that exercise meant we deserved a treat. I got out the solar oven and tried a new recipe for Peanut Butter Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Bars (recipe below).
Most of the kayaking around here is for those used to ocean waves, and the ranger recommended that we go to a pond outside the park. Thanks to Google, Chuck found a a protected area right off the Frazer Point picnic area recommended by a local kayaker. Mosquito Harbor turned out to be perfect and not at all plagued by its namesake.
We did a better job inflating the kayak this time which made the ride even better. It was fun tooling around exploring the little nooks and crannies.
Just so you don’t think it’s fun and games all the time we did have to do laundry (found the biggest laundromat ever!) and defrost the refrigerator, which meant time for a tiny snowman. 🙂
On our last day we couldn’t pass up one more drive along the loop. This time we stopped at a beach we spotted on our bike ride.
We laughed about the sign but once we got down there we understood. The beach was covered with round stones, golf ball to basketball size, and it was so tempting to take one, but we resisted.
It was mesmerizing to listen to the stones gently tumbling as a wave came in and then the water trickling back out as the wave receded. It would make for a very relaxing nature sound CD!
If Acadia wasn’t so far out here I think we would come back to this little corner of the Schoodic Woods! Who knows, maybe someday we will. For now we’re checking off national park number 12 and heading back to Ohio for some warranty work.
Oh, and if you’re ever in this neck of the woods there’s a great little farmer’s market in Winter Harbor. 🙂
Oatmeal Nut Butter Chocolate Chip Bars
Yield: 12 cookies with kind of a chewy muffin texture.
1/3 cup gluten-free thick rolled oats (33g)
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/4 cup almond butter (64g)
1/4 cup peanut butter (64g)
1/3 cup brown sugar (70g)
1 large egg
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/3 cup chocolate chips (57g)
Line GoSun oven tray with parchment paper.
In medium bowl beat peanut butter, almond butter, brown sugar, eggs, and vanilla until smooth, about 2 minutes.
Sprinkle baking soda, salt and oats into bowl. Mix until combined. Stir in the chocolate chips. The dough will be very sticky!
Scoop dough into prepared tray, smoothing out and leaving 1/2“ at ends (they puff up a lot and you don’t want them to hit the top of the tube).
Bake in solar oven for 25 to 40 minutes (depending on your level of sun) or until top deflates a bit and toothpick comes out clean. Transfer to a wire rack to cool. Enjoy!
Our first week in Acadia was spent in the busy Mount Desert Island area of the park surrounding Bar Harbor. Last winter when we made plans to come this way, we studied the camping options. Campgrounds in the park were full and private options were cramped and expensive. We settled on a no reservations, cash only, private campground with reasonable rates and hoped for the best. Online reviews of Bar Harbor Campground promised that you could get a site here even on a busy weekend. Since we didn’t really have a back-up plan in this busy area we were a bit nervous. We showed up on Monday just before check-out time and were rewarded with an awesome spot.
Talking to some other campers later, they said they’ve been coming here for 8 years and have never been able to snag a spot with a view. We watched during our time here and you could always find a spot, especially if you didn’t need hook-ups, but the view sites didn’t come open often. Lucky us!
The campground was busy and other areas were noisy, but our little corner was peaceful and we debated staying longer. There were blueberries for the picking right out our door and the views couldn’t be beat.
The town of Bar Harbor and the park itself were another story. On our first day we headed to Acadia’s main visitor’s center and found cars circling the parking lot. We managed to snag a spot and headed into the unimpressive visitor’s center. Expecting some sort of display about the park, we found only a movie, store, and information desk.
So we figured we do the loop drive. We found cars and people crowding the famous Thunder Hole area, but at least there were a few parking spots.
We tried to stop at Jordan Pond, an area famous for it’s lovely views of the pond and popovers at the restaurant, but found absolutely no open parking spaces. We continued on to the top of Cadillac Mountain and were met with a line of stopped cars just waiting to get in the parking lot and again not a spot in sight. So we ended up just driving back down.
Another day we tried to go into Bar Harbor to walk around and visit the grocery store. Even though it was a weekday with no cruise ship in port (yes there are actually cruise ships here), the town was crazy! We’re talking Disneyland crowds crazy. Throw in parked cars making the narrow roads even more so and people crossing everywhere and it was just too much for us. Again we ended up driving right back out. The key to Acadia seems is to be ride the shuttle bus (we saw lots of folks waiting for buses) or go places after 3pm. So we settled into a pattern of lazy mornings at camp with excursions into the park later in the day and our experience greatly improved.
With Chuck’s knee still on the mend after the Camden hike, we turned to other ways to experience this national park. Luckily Acadia is famous for it’s carriage trails, financed by and built under the direction of John D. Rockefeller, Jr. The trails are covered in well packed decomposed granite that provides a nice surface for bike riding.
Rockefeller had a vision for drawing people out into nature by installing a system of trails suitable for horse drawn carriage rides. Thus the trails are no steeper than what a horse pulling a carriage can handle. This makes one think that these are fairly flat trails. Do not be fooled. We found lots of hills that had our heart rates climbing with the slow steady inclines, but they were doable. The exception was the path connecting the visitor center to the trails. That spur was steep and I ended up walking my bike.
We rode to several of the bridges built to complement the landscape. Each one was styled for it’s location (one even frames a waterfall) with stones chiseled and fit by hand.
The three we saw were built in 1924, 1925, and 1926 and the stonework was impressive. Apparently the masons got so good at expertly fitting and facing the stones that Rockefeller told them they need to make them more rustic to blend with the landscape.
The stone bridges were pretty cool, but other than that the trails were mostly riding through woods.
One day we rode the Witch Hole Pond loop (about 5 miles) and another day a loop near Upper Haddock Pond (about 4 miles). It was a nice way to get some exercise but not the spectacular views I expected.
Although we never went back to Bar Harbor we did make it back to Cadillac Mountain. I got to drive the narrow, windy road this time and Chuck got to enjoy the views.
At 4:30 we found plenty of parking at the top and great views all around.
It reminded us of the views in the San Juan Islands of Washington.
We even got to watch a cruise ship make a giant u-turn and head out of Bar Harbor.
Our neighbors in the campground told us about a nearby beach and one day we took our new kayak out for it’s maiden voyage. We’ve been thinking about getting kayaks since we started this adventure. At first we didn’t want anything tied on top of our truck. We thought we might look a bit like hillbillies plus we were at the top of our weight limit. When we upgraded our truck weight was no longer an issue, but we still wrestled with hauling kayaks while having easy access to gear in the truck bed. Chuck finally solved all our issues by finding a really good inflatable.
We’d had a cheap inflatable when the girls were younger that seemed to only go in circles, but this boat surprised us. Even though we didn’t have it quite inflated all the way (our newbie error) and the outer cover was a little crooked it glided effortlessly through the water. We got a whole different perspective out on the water. I think we’re going to like it.
Everyone who goes to Maine talks about lobster. We’re not big fans, and since it’s expensive we figured why waste our money. We did however enjoy fish and chips and a salmon sandwich at Beal’s Lobster Pier while on a drive to the quiet side of Mount Desert Island.
We also enjoyed ice cream sundaes at Udder Heaven which was right next to our campground. Thank goodness we didn’t go until the last day or we might have become regulars.
We were sad to leave this relaxing campground. With water views and blueberries right out our door and ice cream a short walk away it was a good spot.
But with reservations at Schoodic Woods, a more remote area of Acadia, it was time to say goodbye.