Main Street, Bar Harbor
Bar Harbor, Maine
July 2009




Cadillac Mountain at Acadia National Park on Mount Dessert Island in Maine was a hit or miss visit when the family vacationed there two years ago. Being the beginning of July one would expect warmer temperatures. One would be wrong. Most days on the island we were sweatshirted up until lunch time. 60 degrees was what it warmed up to by 10 or 11 AM. And forget about views, a constant fog kept the sightseeing close. I still found things to do while the rest of the truck was busy trying to find and take advantage of every square inch of cell service the could twist themselves into. Finally on the next to last day the skies opened enough to show off what so many people had told us about. What a view. The third pictures shows the town of Bar Harbor and to the left is Bar Island. The last picture was the view from Cadillac Mountain on our second day of sightseeing.
Perspective. From here that looks like one big storm coming my way. Funny thing is it passed me by. Others weren't so lucky. This was in July of 2009 on Mount Desert Island in Maine. My son and I were at Sand Beach while he skim boarded and the Mrs. and my daughter were back at the cabin we stayed in. They saw the storm first hand. I just saw the storm. By the lack of comments (something I get used to on theme weeks) I must be doing something wrong, but hey you can't please them all. Way-Back-Week will continue tomorrow and I may have to flash some pictures from photographic equipment that I'd bet most of you have never seen.


Can you tell I'm losing inspiration? I need to go somewhere soon. Or at least get some nice weather so I can just go in to town. Here are some more of my Bar Harbor pictures. These, of course, are from July 4th. The first shot was waiting for it to get dark enough for the fireworks to begin. And the last one speaks for itself. Yes, large vegetables started to rise for the sea and overtake the town. It was scary.









Frenchman's Bay in Bar Harbor, Maine. A foggy morning. The family visited here last summer as you will recall. The week of July 4th. This is what welcomed us on most mornings. Upper 50's and half a mile visibility. Hard to go see the sites. Most days were spent driving and waiting for the fog to lift then run around quickly to see the mountain tops, the shoreline, the ocean. Not until the final day did the sun shine early in the morning and the temperatures were more hospitable for July.



