Acadia National Park
|still looking for those reflections|
Acadia national park is near Bar Harbor in Maine. Even though I looked a long time ago, we couldn’t book a campsite in the National Parks campgrounds as they were full. I rang an RV park that had good reviews and they said they didn’t take bookings but they had 400 sites so it shouldn’t be a problem. We got there on a Monday and drove round and round this huge campground. Lots of sites yes, but not a lot for us. We finally settled on one that gave us plenty of room, although it was on a bit of a slope. Luckily we didn’t arrive on a weekend or we might have had trouble getting a spot. As people can choose their own site, you get smaller campers taking spots that should be reserved for much larger ones.
Like Zion and Bryce national parks, there is a free shuttle bus to try and persuade people not to drive their cars. As an added incentive one of the stops was at our campground. There are about seven routes and we took the one that did the loop road, got off at sandy beach and walked the ocean trail to a bus stop further down the loop which was much better than having to walk back to your car. At this stage Lindsay had had enough, so he went back and I was able to continue and took the bus to the next couple of stops, Jordan Pond and Bubble Pond.
|Bass Light, the fog hadn't quite disappeared|
|Bass Harbor Light at night|
|Lobster is big up here, but no tales from me as I don't eat seafood|
Bar Harbor is right next to the park, which is a bit like Port Douglas. It’s very touristy, filled with you guessed it, lots of tourists. We had a drink looking over the water and walked out to Bar Island at low tide but that was enough. I went around the loop again on Saturday afternoon and the parked cars went for miles. So while they may have ferried six million people in these buses, it’s clearly not enough. If we hadn’t prebooked our next place we both would have liked to have stayed here a little longer.