Hello again! Thanks for stopping back in. I would love to share some more of my adventure in Bar Harbor/ Trunk Show weekend.I left off with my evening with the talented Linda and Ken Perrin of Atlantic Art Glass. In the morning, Linda treated us to her very own version of Green Eggs sans the ham. The photo doesn’t do justice to the bright raw swiss chard and egg dish, but I can tell you it was delectable! It was a pleasure to connect with such dear friends and it set me up for true success all day long.
After a wonderful morning of sharing and celebrating, I headed out to visit my talented jeweler friend Cara Romano who had just opened her new KÔT gallery right on Main Street in Ellsworth. What a beautiful store she has created with a fine group of artistans: many I am proud to call friends. We had a great time talking about the creation of KÔT. Cara is not only an inspired designer, but a patron of the arts with a passion to share the stories behind every piece she carries in her gallery. Looks like I will get an opportunity to join this curated group very soon, so stay tuned and make sure to drop by if you are in the area. Definitely worth a visit.
After a quick bite to eat at the Flexit Cafe right outside her door in the same sweet Main Street establishment, I was ready to explore Acadia! It was nearing 2:30pm when I entered the park, so I knew that I would make the best of my time to find a short climb and some great views to savor all the way home. The Perrins had given me some great trail ideas and so I headed right to the Sand Beach parking lot to find the trail head for the Beehive Trail. I remember Linda had asked if I was afraid of heights because the Beehive Trail was basically a sheer cliff wall of rock for about 500ft to the summit with some areas where only metal railings to aid your climb. Looking back it would have been better to wear my hiking boots instead of sneakers, but I was ready for the adventure and off I went!
The hike was memorable most of all for the foreboding warning signs on the trail head. Labeled as difficult with possibility of falling and possible death. To be honest, I didn’t think to much of it as I passed by families with small children in flip flops on my ascent, but I did have a few moments when my shoe slipped on the long bars and I was grateful I was smart enough not to look down in those moments. The summit was exceptional and I even took a video, but it is hard to hear with the strong winds. I learned that I was pretty out of shape even with my daily elliptical workouts at the gym and that I must get myself back to Acadia soon.
My descending path was rather uneventful and much easier on the backside of the ridge. I spotted a wonderful cairn built by the staff with some added stones from hikers through the years. I walked right from the rough path of ragged rocks to dip my toes in the Atlantic Ocean down at Sand Beach. A rare little breach of sand and sun along this rugged landscape that was filled with visitors for far and wide. The sand was coarse and completely beige with no algae or seaweed and only a few spare stones. I walked along the beach as I knew there was a heart stone calling me. As a sweet little heart shaped rock spilled out of the surf in front of me, I took a moment to thank the universe for the gift and knew my visit was complete.
Heading down to visit with a dear friend for the night and a Sunday brunch ahead of us with two more of our dear companions, I could write to you all about these adventures too, but I will save it for another day. I leave you with some spectacular images of Acadia and hope they inspire you to plan your own visit to this magical place. Peace, Maggie