Tuesday, March 26, 2013

BERMUDA AND NEW ENGLAND IN SPRING - BAR HARBOR DAY #2



Friday 2 June 1995 Bar Harbor, ME

I don’t know what happened to the showers and possible thunderstorms which were meant to come through this evening, but it has remained fine and warm (in the sun and away from the sea, at least). It was sunny most of the day but not quite as hot as yesterday. We woke up fairly late and had a very pleasant Continental breakfast with toast so we could have a bit of Vegemite. (We always take a tube of Vegemite with us since it is very difficult to obtain outside of Australia) it was great sitting out at a table on the lawn in the morning sun watching the passing show. I have done quite a bit of that here as our balcony gives us a very good view. 

Just before I came in I was watching a seagull dropping some crustacean or other  onto the exposed bricks below us – swooping up, fluttering its wings and then following the prey down. We had seen a blackbird doing this on the driveway earlier on, although it did not seem to have grasped the principle in its entirety as it dropped its quarry onto the lawn a couple of times. I would love to know who learned what from whom??

After breakfast we set off for a drive around the island. The initial part of the drive was spectacular but as the morning wore on and we reached the south east corner of the island the vegetation became more spares and the scenery less attractive. I think there may well be a rain shadow  there, or very poor soil, because what trees grew there  were stunted. 

There was not much sign of life over there either, so we couldn’t even get a bite to eat at lunch time when we were a bit peckish after our light breakfast. A white tailed deer gave us a bit of a fright when it suddenly appeared  in the road ahead of us – there was no danger as it crossed the road well before we got near it, but we kept a sharper lookout after that. Apart from that, a little chipmunk and a bald eagle in the distance we haven’t seen any wildlife.

Grabbed a couple of packets of snacks and cans of drinks when we got back to the hotel and did a bit of observing while we ate and drank. There were a couple of delightful puppies fooling around on the shore. Which reminds me – we saw another schnauzer in town last night after dinner. It was a standard, bred in Hawaii and living in Ohio, here on holiday. We also spotted it walking in the woods with its owners. Rab baled them up and had a long chat with them, of course.

We wandered around the town in a desultory way after we had done our socialising – there is not much to it and we got the impression that it is definitely downmarket compared to spots like Boothbay or Kennebunkport. I reckon at the height of summer the place will be crawling with loud, drunken college kids and biker types all seeing a bit of “the country”. It just has that feel to it. Although the hotel we are staying at is very nice, many of the others look decidedly seedy as do many of the eating places and bars.

The chowder we had tonight was truly delicious and the rest of the meal was good too. We had appetizers again, having finally learned our lesson about dealing with the enormous main courses. And so back to the hotel to watch the boats go out on the evening cruises and return. 

Three sailing craft went out – there is a nice breeze tonight and it was a grand sight to see them hoist their sails and head off across Frenchman’s Bay. I wish Rab would try something like that but she refuses point blank even when she can see that the water is comparatively calm and there are no big swells running. She hs this curious fear of being sea sick despite never having actually been sick. I would love to have gone whale watching today. Even though it is early in the season they have seen a few up the coast, so they say. But it was not worthwhile trying to get her to go, even on the catamaran. Of course she urged me to go on my own, but there is not much fun for either of us in that and it seems  to me to be very unfair to leave her on her own for four or five hours. Maybe…..one of these days….. maybe I’ll get her to try. (Nothing doing yet – almost twenty years later.)
 

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