Maine seems very much like Canada to Steve and I oodles of trees, fewer people and a real sense of space. Donald Trump placards are common since the state has a Republican stronghold but we haven't got caught up with election fever yet. Maine is famous for its forests, moose, lobsters and blueberries and we were hoping to see and eat plenty!
We still hadn't seen a cloud yet on our tour as we began the day with an enormous blue sky heading north up Highway 1. First stop Wiscasset which claims to be the prettiest town in Maine and after a half hour stroll round the fine coloured wooden houses, all with pristine gardens, the cute white church and riverside old railway we thought they had a point. We lunched at Camden, a lovely bustling town on the coast where we picnicked in a quiet park overlooking the bay in the warm sun; blissful.
Emerging from a densely wooded section of our afternoon route we rounded a bend to be met with this eye catching bridge with a vista (pronounced veesta here) lay-by, we even got to drive over it. I had done most of the driving today as Steve was full of a cold and sore throat but it was all most relaxing.
We were now on Mount Desert Island, a good proportion of which is the Acadia National Park (celebrating its centennial year in 2016), and staying here for four nights. To avoid the one mile walk into the town tonight we opted to eat at the steakhouse next door. We met a nice Yorkshire couple on our way through the hotel lobby and they joined us for a sociable dinner and travel stories exchange.
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