Bar Harbor, Maine - start of Grand East Coast Tour - September 17 - 18, 2015

Bar Harbor, Maine - Grand East Coast Tour - September 17 - 18, 2015

September 17, 2015

Today we are official again.  We have started the second caravan of our trip.  We started our day at 2:30 with an orientation presented by the Wagon Masters, Bob & Penny Willie, and Tail Gunners, Bill & Nancy Maack.  They gave us all the information regarding the trip, then everyone introduced themselves.  After that we were given Bingo Cards to get signed by each of the other travelers.  We will actually play bingo later in the trip.

At 4:45, the bus picked us up to go to the Traditional Lobster Bake, which was at a Lobster Pound about a quarter of a mile from the RV Park.  We had a huge meal of Clam Chowder, Lobster, Corn on the Cob, a roll and Blueberry Pie.  We were all stuffed.  We probably should have walked back to the park rather than ride the bus.  Bev did go for a walk down by the water when we returned to the RV Park.

We joined some of the travelers for an after dinner social before turning in for the evening.

September 18, 2015

We started out the day on an Arcadia National Park Bus Tour.  This was the same bus tour that we took on our last caravan, even the same driver, Heather.  It is beautiful country, and hearing the information a second time was a nice refresher.  We made stops at three places to get out and stretch our legs.  We went up on Cadillac Mountain, viewed Thunder Hole and visited Jordan Pond House that has a gift shop and restrooms.

Then Heather took us into Bar Harbor, so we could wander around and have lunch.  We went back to Paddy’s Irish Pub where we ate the last time in Bar Harbor.  It was just as good as the last time.

The afternoon was spent on a Nature Cruise on a tour boat.  We sat on the top level of the boat so we had a great view of million dollar “cottages” that are owned by the rich and famous and used about two weeks of the year. 

We also got to see many of the birds of the area and even a couple of seals that were frolicking around.  It was hard to get a picture of them since they were so quick.  There were lobster boats out working the area, pull up and checking pots. 

When we got back to the dock, Heather and the bus were waiting for us.  Many of us in the back of the bus are convinced that she had too much caffeine or maybe spent time in the Pub, because, she talked nonstop and giggled at herself all the way back to the park.  Many of us were tempted to jump out of the window.  There had been an accident so we were at a stand-still for a period of time.  We stopped by a yard that had chickens and pigs.  She was making chicken noises.  Yikes.  At one point there was a note passed from the back that said “HELP”.  We tried to wave it out the window at passing cars with no response.   At long last we were back at the park and bid Heather goodbye.