Monday, November 1, 2010

Back to the trip.....

Brief synopsis.....A two day mini holiday....many miles away. Up at the crack of dawn on a bazillion miles to Bar Harbor, Maine. Stay overnight in Prospect Harbor, Maine which is another hour drive in the opposite direction of our home.

Sunday morning......nice breakfast at the Inn with a lovely couple celebrating their first anniversary. Pack up and begin the trek home from our utterly delightful Downeast sojourn.

So where do we end up??

Every hear of Lubec? (Looooooo-BEC) Check out the fine print on the sign. See the word 'Easternmost'?  Ayuh. It's true. The 'Easternmost', 'Westernmost', 'Northernmost' or 'Southernmost' of anything can't be all that good, can it?

Mr. Downeastdoing stuff: (after checking out of the Inn) "Well, what do you want to do now?"

Me: "I don't know, what do you want to do?"

Mr. D: "Well, it's your birthday trip, what do YOU want to do?"

Me: "Well, we can go to Boothbay Harbor on the way home and walk around town a bit."
(translation: go shopping.)

Mr. D: "I don't like Boothbay Harbor, I've been there before."

(Note: He's been to Bar Harbor before, too, but that didn't stop him from going back.)

By now we have driven north out of the Schoodic Peninsula and are approaching Route One.

Mr. D sees a sign.....'MACHIAS 45 miles'

Mr. D: "Oh, look, it's only 45 more miles to MACHIAS! Let's go there!"

Me: groan

Mr. D: "I'd like to go to MACHIAS and since we're so close, why don't we go there?"

Me: "But we've been to MACHIAS before and there is nothing there!" (No offense Machiasites)

Mr. D: "Oh come on, you know I've been asking to go there."

(Yes, he has said a couple of times in the last few weeks that we should drive up there some weekend for whatever God knows what reason. Doing some quick Math in my head I decide that driving the 45 miles today is better than taking an entire other weekend and driving up there for whatever God knows what reason.)

Me: Stupid Me: "Okay"

So off we go.  45 miles more AWAY from home. (Did I mention that we were a bazillion miles from home already?)

Upon arrival in MACHIAS we see that it's only 28 miles more to LUBEC!!  So guess what?

Anyway, the rest is history, so you might as well enjoy some photos of the Easternmost point in the world.

The bridge to Canada. Thank God we didn't have our passports or we might have ended up in the tundra.

Lighthouse in Canada. 
By the way, (I'm so excited about this...) THAT is a REAL eagle on the peak of that little shed. Not a fake actually moved and later flew away. I never saw one that close!

OK, folks, now get ready for this. THIS is the Main Street in Lubec. Not many Main Streets that the photographer can stand out in the middle of the road, like, forever, and snap this photo.
Many store fronts seem vacant. (Really called Water Street)

End of the world aka end of Main Street. (aka Water Street)

The only open place we could find. Went in for a cup of coffee. The proprietor was sooooo nice, made a fresh pot of coffee for Mr. D AND decaf for me. 

A view from one of the windows in the cafe.

Wild blueberry fields.....

BACK in MACHIAS. (again...) Had to stop at the famous Helen's Restaurant for Helen's famous blueberry pie, supposedly the best in the world!

It WAS very good.

Then the old trustworthy Mapquest told us to drive 20-25 miles NORTH from MACHIAS (we were supposed to be heading south...) to get onto the 'Airline' (Route 9) to "destination Bangor, Maine. No clock, no pools, no pets....ain't got no cigarettes".... and then south on the Maine Turnpike, finally heading in the direction of home. 

It was a wonderful weekend that the blueberry pie managed to salvage. It really was.

Thanks, Birdman.


JoAnn ( Scene Through My Eyes) said...

Sounds like our trip to Eastern WA - start here - go a zillion miles to there - ooops - gotta see that - so backtrack, sidetrack, wisecrack and on we go. We had fun too - but no blueberry pie.

Empress Bee (of the high sea) said...

mmmm pie! i mean nice trip! the town is really pretty and so is the water.

smiles, bee

Birdman said...

You know... I travel to the end of the world for you... or even Lubec!

Unknown said...

Would you believe I went to college in Machias at the University of Maine campus there. And Helen's was the college hangout! The food was soo good. Back then it was located in town, though, not past the main "business district" like it is now. And yes, they do have awesome blueberry pie!

Traveling Bells said...

So did that wind up being 'birthday' pie? Mr. D sounds very much like my own DH. Scary...

I have a photo of the W. Quoddy Head LH somewhere. Hmmm, before the days of digital cameras, methinks.

brattcat said...

That Mr. DEDS sure knows how to treat a girl. Such a romantic. E, he'd go to the ends of the earth for you...or at least to the easternmost point of the U.S. What more could a girl want...except, maybe, blueberry pie...and he got that for you, too. What a guy. Happy Birthday, beautiful Elenka.

Sarah Laurence said...

I've never been farther east in Maine than Acadia so thanks for the tour (and saving us the drive!) Your photos are gorgeous. I especially liked the autumn colored blueberry fields. So exciting that the eagle posed for you. What a terrific birthday present!

annie'smom said...

Awesome! What a whirlwind trip - you did/saw so much in such a short period of time. I hope that the pie tasted as good as it looks!

Anonymous said...

Thank God you did not have your passports -- you missed heaven on an island by missing Campobello Island!

LBJ said...

Wonderful pictures! Looks like the weather was beautiful for such a long ride.

Sharon Creech said...

You and Birdman make me laff and laff.

Lili said...

As soon as you headed North on Route 1, I could have predicted that coming, the trip up to Lubec that is. Never been there that I can remember, we always took the road to Eastport. And now that's another trip for you for next time! You could still stop for blueberry pie at Helens too. ~Lili

maria said...

It's so easy to travel through your photos....I'm not even tired yet.

That blueberry pie is calling my name.