A Maine Stay

Despite the number of signs I saw warning of moose and moose crossings, I didn’t see any on our way in or out of NH and into Maine. We had a pretty uneventful drive to Maine, but Arthur was definitely done with our day-long adventure. During the last half hour, he sat in the passenger seat, hidden behind the window curtain, meowing.🍫 Maybe he was upset that he didn’t get to see the FLW houses?

He was in for a treat at the Paul Bunyan Campground though. Little did we know that our neighbors would be these free-range chickens that provided a lot of entertainment.

Our roaming neighbors.

We had a great spot. It was set-up like a semi-circle, so we didn’t really have any neighbors and were surrounded by trees. It was a great set-up. The only downside was that it was water and electric only, so we needed to make a pitstop at the dump station before we left and be mindful of our water usage.

The campground was right off a main road in Bangor, but it was set so far back from the road that there was no traffic noise. The bathrooms were good for showers, and an ease walk from our spot. They even had a little library where I donated some of the books that I finished.

Because we were so close to Acadia National Park, I wanted to see it from the water. I found Sea Princess Scenic Nature Cruises that offered a morning cruise. I drove to Northeast Harbor and grabbed breakfast at local place, which I didn’t write down the name of, so it’s completely lost. I sat on their porch, and I’m pretty sure I had the blueberry pancakes because, well, it’s Maine.

I also had time to walk around before the cruise and found this great, little trail that lead from where the boats were docked to the downtown area.

The cruise was great. We went out of the harbor and saw Sutton Island and Great Cranberry Island, and docked at Little Cranberry Island in Islesford.

It was quaint community that we all had a chance to walk around. There was a small museum that had more details on island life. Remote and challenging as it sounded, it seemed idyllic. I can believe that the winters would be anything but.

While I was waiting for the rest of the folks to return to the boat, I got to see some fishermen return and process some fresh seafood from the dock. It’s hard work, and it was impressive to see them going through their daily routine.

Yep. There were lighthouses.

I also had time to visit Stonington, a lovely harbor town, that weekend.

I parked near one of the inlets at Small Cove Park and managed to step in some poop when I went to grab this first picture. The town has a lovely library, which had some very impressive local art. If I wasn’t in an RV, I might’ve been tempted to buy something. There was a miniature village as well that you could walk around. I bought some post cards at small shop and walked the rest of Main Street on a sunny Saturday morning.

Arthur had some great naps in Maine. I also bought a rug to put on the back of the couch, and he loves it.

While we were in Maine, I took a trip to Prince Edward Island in Canada. More on that excursion next time. Thanks for reading!