I was lucky enough to see a little over half a dozen lighthouses as I wound my way south along Coastal Route 1 after leaving Acadia National Park. After having spent the day hiking, climbing, and wading, I still had enough energy to hunt down one lighthouse before calling it a night.
This is Bass Harbor Lighthouse.
Maybe I was just tired from all the activity and the driving (it took me a couple of hours to find this place), but I kind of found this one anti-climactic.
But I did have ONE MORE climbing expedition that day…climbing down those stairs to get to the rocks below. My legs were shaky, but I was determined to see the whole thing through!
After all that climbing and hiking, I was ready to find a bed and get some well-deserved sleep– after eating lobster, of course. So I drove and drove, knowing full well that the Universe would provide even though it was the 4th of July.
The Universe certainly has a sense of humor:
At least it wasn’t this one:
Happily, there was the Anglers Restaurant right next door, complete with a whole lobster dinner for $18.99. And, boy, was I hungry!! Washed that baby down with some Belfast Brewery (local) Lobster Ale. Yum!
I slept the sleep of the dead that night and completely missed the fireworks. I was OUT before 9:00!
When I awoke, it was fully light out and I thought it must be about 7:00 already. Ha! I looked at the bedside clock and it said 4:36! AM! I had to go look at my phone to check to see if the clock was set wrong, but sure enough, it was now 4:37.
Time to get cracking, I guess! After hopping in the shower and packing, I was on the road by 5:30. Nice! All I needed was coffee, which a gas station was nearby to provide (sadly, I could not find a Tim Horton’s).
I was on the Lighthouse Trail! I had my map (sort of…more like one of those travel booklets) and I had a full tank of gas. I was off!
I found Camden first, though. What a gorgeous harbor! And by then, I was ready to scrounge up some breakfast. It was already 6:15 for heaven’s sake! I wanted to look at the harbor first, though.
I was really thinking how lucky the folks who got to sit on that deck must be to have that waterfall right there all the time. After looking at it for a while, I decided that breakfast really was in order, so I headed up to the town. When I went down the main street, there was a cute place called Marriner’s. I entered and noticed that there were window seats in the back that faced the harbor, so I asked to sit back there; however, once I saw that there was an outdoor porch, I asked to sit outside in the sunshine. Guess what? I was on that porch at the top of the waterfall!! What a perfect place for blueberry pancakes and coffee!
Once my tummy was satisfied, it was back on the Ol’ Lighthouse Trail.
The next one I managed to find was Rockland Breakwater Lighthouse. That was after my little off-shoot to Rockport, thinking that’s where I was supposed to be. But I finally found it. Oh my. When the brochure said that the lighthouse was about a MILE out into the water, I thought, “That don’t look like no mile!” Optical illusion.
Yeah. It’s a mile.
Not that it was a strenuous walk. Actually, it was just what I needed after all those blueberry pancakes! It’s just that I found it so hard to believe.
I want to know who cut all these giant stones and laid them out for a MILE to build a lighthouse at the end of it! Probably the same folks who built the Jordan Pond Boardwalk…magicians! At this point, you cannot even see the lighthouse at the end.
I walked out onto the floating (and rocking) dock to take this shot.
This is the view from the rail on the upper deck of the building. That was a LONG walk back! I cannot imagine being out here in bad weather. I was extremely fortunate with the weather the whole trip!
From there it was on to Marshall Point Lighthouse. Now I was only going by the little tour book that I’d found in my first motel, and after going back to the internet, it seems I missed a LOT of lighthouses in between the ones I saw! I guess I will have to go back!
This was a very pretty little place, but it was still not even 10 AM when I arrived, so the museum wasn’t open. But at least I got to climb around on the rocks! Those $5 water shoes I bought at Big Lots the week before leaving really came in handy! I put quite a bit of climbing time on them, and they smelled like the ocean to boot (along with the sea shells in my car trunk).
I scuttled along on what looked like petrified wood all the way to the water’s edge…and that was some strong water! I REALLY wanted to have that water splash over my feet (but not my head, ok?), and I noticed that there were barnacles on the lower rocks. Hmmm… I wondered if they kept the rock from being slippery.
There was quite a line to get out of the sun, and since only four people could go up at once, it made for interesting chatting while in line. Seems there were a couple of families where the parents were teachers- one family from Massachusetts and another from South Carolina. We had a very nice chat about the Common Core Standards.
Narrow, steep…just the way I like it! And a ladder at the top to get up to the final observation deck. Good thing my vertigo is in check these days! Notice that the pic is a bit out of focus? That’s because my hands were shaking.
After that I found Portland Head Lighthouse, and Ram Island Ledge was just in the distance out in the water.
Since I’d hiked on Homan Path, went to Jordan Pond, I had to go to Cape Elizabeth Lighthouse for my eldest daughter.
One thing I WAS looking for (even though I knew it was fictitious) was Passamaquoddy Lighthouse (come on, Pete’s Dragon fans!). There was a West Quoddy Lighthouse, but that was WAY up north and I wasn’t going to drive that much further (almost to Canada). There is, though, a Passamaquoddy Bay and Native American tribe in that region…so I learned something new. I kind of wanted to see where the movie was filmed and pretend to be Helen Reddy up on the walkway. 🙂
But, then again, it was filmed at a California Lighthouse near Montana de Oro, and not in Maine!
Just so that I have all my lighthouses in this post, I am going to re-post a picture of the first one I saw on the day I arrived in Maine: Cape Neddick (Nubble) Lighthouse.
Anyhow, by the time I’d seen Cape Elizabeth Lighthouse, I was ready to call it a night and begin the journey home in the morning. I got to do everything I’d wanted to, which was to eat inexpensive lobster and take pictures of lighthouses. I’m feeling confident that I can do things on my own, like get out there and take road trips, and be okay with it.
Actually, I was more than okay… I felt empowered.
(NOTE: for those who want more, each lighthouse picture has a link that contains historical information about it. See more about American Lighthouses at the link below.)