The view from standing in the living room and looking out at the cute little pond. Unlike the busy downtown of Bar Harbor (which dont get me wrong, is very nice) the Collier House was off in the woods . . ..
Ahh . . .a day in the park. We pretty much had it to ourselves. We took a walk on the "Shore Path," which is a relatively flat trail skirting around the coast off the park loop road. Usually, we do some cool hikes like the Precipice, Dorr Mountain, or Uncle Touchy's tantalizing cupcake revue trail, but since Amanda was 8 months pregnant, we stuck to the basics. She walked four miles, however. I think it did her legs and feet good. Below is the approach to Otter Rocks, which is the MIL's favorite place in the park. She likes to go there with her folding chair, 13 or 14 junkie mysteries, and just read by the surf while George picks up the latest Clive Cussler book at the Dorcas Library in Winter Harbor . . .
Isnt it beautiful? CT and MASS people would love it here . . .
Yummy Faces! BBQ time. To make a long story short, the Atlantic Brewing Company (purveyors of Bar Harbor Blueberry Ale and Island Ginger) has a terrific BBQ establishment (albeit possessing the cliche moniker of "Mainley Meat"). However, they are closed until May 22. This barbecue is legendary is Winslow High School lore, as a few years ago, on our camping trip during a monsoon, 13 or 14 weary English, Social Studies, and Spanish instructors found solace in Mr. Meat's 16 foot smoker (thats what she . . .). I knew I HAD to eat at this place. Well, lo and behold, due to its popularity, Mr. Meat opened up a year round little stand in downtown Bar Harbor. The wife and I indulged, of course, consuming mass quantities of ribs, chicken, pulled pork, and frozen egg rolls from Sam's Club. Its worth the hour and a half drive for the food!
Lastly, here is "Seawall," named such for the unique beach where, over time, the angry tide has thrown up hundreds of thousands of cold, smooth, Atlantic stones onto the coast, creating a large, enduring "seawall" of rocks. Its a pretty neat geological feature, Johnny C. As a point of interest, Amanda and I sat on these very rocks and wrote our wedding vows to each other. Its a beautiful, quiet, and not-often-visited place . . .perfect for a picnic, a beer, or wedding vows.
9 comments:
How come the Chichimingos aren't invited for a weekend up? Miley, Belle & Stevecee would love it!
Glad to see you got a wonderful weekend away together, ALONE, before the beans arrival.
Belle -- you guys are welcome anytime! It would be really fun to all go to a Bed & Breakfast together. I can't wait until all the babies are born so that we can resume our 'family reunion' weekend together...
If you're around tonight, I'll give you a call. I heard about your accident on Friday night -- I hope you guys are okay!
Belle -- you guys are welcome anytime! It would be really fun to all go to a Bed & Breakfast together. I can't wait until all the babies are born so that we can resume our 'family reunion' weekend together...
If you're around tonight, I'll give you a call. I heard about your accident on Friday night -- I hope you guys are okay!
whoops. sorry about the double post. I clicked "publish" twice in a row...
Hey, you forgot to mention about the New Jersey people. We would love it too!!! Jared, maybe you could rub my feet when you come down this summer. Glad you both had a good time!
yeah chiemiegos and doveys, you'd definitely come to the B&B with us . . .you couldnt even come over our HOUSE when you were 25 minutes AWAY!!
wah wah wah . . . .
june, i would definitely rub your feet. i would put bare escentuals (spelled correctlly!) exfoliating rub on them . . just pay me with egg rolls . . .
Well maybe we can ALL go to the bed and brekfast!! Anthony LOVES to rub women's feet, he has great childhood memories of doing it!!!
Hasn't anyone seen Pulp Fiction? You don't give other people's wives foot massages.
I was really enjoying the picture of the ribs until you people started talking about rubbing each others feet.
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