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||Lobsters and Lighthouses....
Land of Lobsters and Lighthouses
The first lighthouse we saw was in Portland, Maine,
and was appropriately called Portland Head Light. It was very
picturesque, like a postcard or calendar. The next lighthouse was
called Pemaquid Point and it had a lot of accessible rocks on the
seashore that were not fenced. We were warned not to walk out on them
as big waves have swept people out to sea. Of course, Mo walked out
there anyhow. Lucky for him there was no big wave and no hurricane at
We had packed early and left New Hampshire behind to head for the
rocky shores of Maine. On the way made several stops to look at
lighthouses. Lighthouses are maintained by the Coast Guard, but the
parks around them belong to others, usually a city. I don't know why
it matters, just thought I would mention it.
We finally made it to Acadia National Park. Thanks to our hanging
around at the lighthouses, it was too late to do anything except find
a restaurant serving lobsters, as if there are any in Maine that do
not. Bar Harbor, close to the park, is a highly developed tourist
area. All the stores are gift shops, art galleries, and restaurants.
We tried to figure out why it was called Bar Harbor and decided that
the sailors probably looked forward to going to bars when the ships
came in to harbor. Actually, it was only due to a sandbar.
We were frequently reminded that it is A-cadia, not Ar-cadia, as some
people call it, including me. It is unusual because it has both
mountains and rocky seashore and has been endowed by rich benefactors
such as Rockefeller and L.L. Bean. It was a resort area for the rich
and famous who came to the area to summer in the Gilded Age.
We drove to the top of a mountain in the park called Cadillac
Mountain, not quite as scary as the one in New Hampshire, no steep
roads or plunging cliffs. The view from the top was spectacular, but
it was windy and cold. Mo had to make a picture of every rock and
scenic view before we could leave.
Later we went to a little town called Northeast Harbor. All the
villages are named something-harbor. It must be a law. We bought
sandwiches in a deli and found a picnic table, which was nice until
the sun went behind a pine tree. We thought that we might see some
wildlife but all we saw was one squirrel and some crows.
We decided at the end of the day to drive to a lighthouse - more
lighthouses. It was the only one we saw with the light actually on, a
real working lighthouse. We were caught in a terrible traffic jam on
the way, created by a grand exodus of weekend visitors all leaving at
the same time.
We went to another restaurant called a lobster pound. You could look
into the kitchen and see the giant steaming pots where they cook
lobsters. There was also a tank where the live lobsters were piled on
top of each other waiting for their number to come up. It was like a
lobster holocaust. They told us that lobsters have no nervous system
and do not feel pain. I looked it up later and found other opinions on
We decided to visit a lobster hatchery. Who knew lobsters are hatched?
They are not very exciting, or very friendly. Other sea creatures were
more interesting and we were invited to touch and hold such things as
sea cucumbers, sea urchins and clams. I held the sea urchin which was
covered with spines like a tiny porcupine. It only uses the spines to
appear unappetizing to fish, not to sting tourists. I also held a
mussel, which is similar to a clam or oyster. It behaved well when
other people held it, but when I held it, the shell opened, it looked
out with a row of tiny eyes, and then snapped shut.
Sorry, mussel, but I feel the same way about you.
Copyright 2012 Sheila Moss
Nashville, TN 37219
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