Acadia Snapshots

Northwest Harbor Public Library

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We motored over to Northwest Harbor today and rented a mooring. This place is not our cup of tea -- it is crowded. However, we were nearly out of food and out of clean clothes. Having a hungry growing 16 year old on board sure does make a difference. If we wanted to do an ocean crossing with Nick on board, we'd have to arrange for air drop resupply.

This is the first time I ever succeeded in snapping a picture through the eyepiece of our binoculars. It's very difficult to do. That schooner you see is huge. Look at the boom for the mainsail. It must be 75 feet long all by itself. Wow.

Above, speed demon Nick sails the fatty knees dinghy around Somes Sound yesterday.

Here's a good lesson in life. No matter how big your boat, someone else always has one still bigger. Two days ago, as we sailed in to Soames Sound, we noticed that big white sailboat at anchor. I remarked to Libby, "That sailboat is huge. It has four levels of mast spreaders." This morning, as we came back out of the sound, there sat an even more huge blue sailboat. This one makes the white boat look like a dinghy. I have no idea how big that blue boat it. Libby said 115 feet, but I think it might be more than 200 feet long.

Above, another adventure in photography. This is a panorama of the view from the top of Valley Peak. I stitched it together from 9 separate shots. Pretty cool huh? Click on it to see it full size. You'll probably have to scroll your browser left and right. They claim that you can see whales out at sea from this mountain peak. I think you would need they eyes of an eagle to do that. You could use a powerful telescope, but where would you aim it?


Above, Nick decided to swim back to Tarwathie (background) after our hike up the mountain.

We love the windjammers that we see sailing about in Maine. Almost all of them carry tourist day sailors. As a matter of fact, Maine seems unmatched in terms of the number of beautiful boats, both sail and power, and both antique and modern.

Above, Libby picks her way along the Valley Peak trail.

Above. My daughter Jenny loves this kind of photo.