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July 2019


Unlike its western cohorts with majestic peaks and monumental rock formations, this national park has its own claims to fame.






People walking turtles on leashes,

for one...






Lobster ice cream,

for another...




We much preferred our lobster on plates.



Fellow sojourner, Claire, prepared fabulous seafood dinners nightly.


Our cabin in the woods looked out on this pretty beach.



It came with all kinds of wildlife moored nearby...


...and crabs for granddaughter to ooh and aah about.

This one was found on our beach with Uncle Cory.




Luckily, there were plenty of beaches to satisfy a granddaughter with mermaid genes.


Speaking of mermaids, this sand sculpture was appropos.


And enough sand to bury Papa.

BTW, Atlantic water is frigid!



This curious catamaran came in close.






Of course, I was along chaperoning.

Almost forgot... Bar Harbor is Acadia's "capitol".


Bar Harbor as seen from Cadillac Mountain, the highest point on the East Coast (1530 feet)





If you harbored any illusions as to what local mussel-men look like, this should suffice.





Moose and lobster symbolism is everywhere. Just succomb.


Other points of interest | Pippa's pre-birthday party | Over abundance

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