John & Anne Wiley

2009/10/14

Foraging

Filed under: Big Adventure,Has Photos,Nature — John @ 03:52

We got out early to head for town and enjoy some breakfast. Well, we weren’t exactly up early in this time zone so we missed breakfast and decided to go for lunch. Alas, waking at 11am and taking several hours to get organized it was slightly late for that too. Perhaps we can be excused, since this is the first time we’ve slept two nights in the same city since leaving sweet sis in San Diego. Our departure from this cozy room happened promptly at 4:30pm. The people of Bar Harbor didn’t mind at all, though the sun was completely uncooperative. In the waning light we stopped to enjoy the magnificent fall leaves, many of which had already fallen in the cold wind.

After receiving a celebratory call on our cell from dear Doris whose new green CRV will soon roll into Santa Barbara courtesy of her loving family, we prowled the streets looking for better lobster than our first fun meal in town last night. This time we tried Plan B: consulting the AAA tour book we lugged from home, and chose Maggie’s. We walked completely around it and got directions three times. We were tempted to feel silly for having so much trouble, when one of the locals confessed to having taken three years to find it. “I thawht it was an apahhtment!” he exclaimed. One clue that might help you, the green sign out front (a block up from the waterfront) says “No Boat Parking.” I enjoy contemplating the story that preceded the installation of that sign.

Let me tell you, it was worth the walk in a bracing Maine wind. Fabulous salad with fresh beets from their garden. Best lobster crepes you could possibly imagine. Being cold, hungry and disappointed by last night’s crustacean after months of anticipation, we had been imagining quite intensely! We want to engineer Maggie meeting our favorite gourmet cook Nancy Oster, and Maggie liked the idea of a winter excursion when we mentioned it. For dessert, Maggie recommended the Indian Pudding and Apple something. We had both! I’m smiling all over again. 🙂

So tomorrow’s weather is supposed to be good, and we might make the quick flight up to the intersection of Maine and New Brunswick, just for bragging rights on having flown from the southwest to northeast tips of the USA. Oh, and a glimpse of Canada, eh? Then south along the coast to gawk at some places we’ve heard tell of like Kennebunkport, Martha’s Vineyard and Portland before landing to meet Dad who arrived by airline tonight at Uncle Ed’s in Waterbury.

Up, up, and away!

2009/10/13

My Fair Lady

Filed under: Big Adventure,Has Photos,Nature — John @ 19:03

The rain in Maine falls mainly on the plane, because we’re cozied up in our hotel preparing to enjoy our second night in the same place since leaving San Diego. Delicious rain! Might feel different when we’re out walking to town in it in a few minutes, but right now it evokes feelings of closeness and memories of our years in the pacific northwest.

Here’s the view from our balcony just now at 3pm.

There’s a pine tree just out of view to the left that’s a few feet from the (briefly open) door on our balcony, and I’ve been trying to catch a photo of the little birds that flit around in it occasionally. They’re a bit larger than house finches, and seem to have pale blue bellies.
Hopefully we’ll get some snaps in town, and I haven’t yet looked through the ones we caught after dark last night. We saw a doe with two fawns on the road last night, and the silence of their presence added to the magic.
Sure feels good to rest, though if the weather were clear we’d be thrilling at all the new wonders of this journey. As our friend Willa says, happiness is an inside job. 🙂

NE to ME

Filed under: Aviation,Big Adventure,Flying,Has Photos,Nature — John @ 03:25
Taking off from Bennington, VT we passed over the famous spire. Those tiny dots near the yellow trees are people walking. This thing is tall!

After making the short hop to Keene, NH we stopped to touch another state, to top off our fuel for the flight to Maine, and to have a great lunch at a place near the bottom of this photo.

I liked how the timeless glacier-carved stone contrasted with the fleeting fall colors as we detoured near Mt. Washington before heading due east to Bar Harbor for the night.

Maine has a zillion lakes, and about halfway along our leg east I spotted an airport with a road that connects to this seaplane landing. Those are floats lined up at the top and down the right side. My current theory is that planes land on the lake and moor at this hangar, the floats are removed for winter storage, the planes taxi or are towed to the airport, and they fly home after a summer of lake hopping. Spring would then see a reverse of this migration.

Like all the photos in this blog post, these are pretty lame compared with what we experienced. This one of Bar Harbor, ME tops that list. You’ll find different, larger and better pix by clicking the Photos link at the top-right of our main blog page. Meanwhile, our hotel tonight is just beyond the ferry terminal at the top. There are some stunning mansions along the shore, Acadia National Park with hilltop lakes, and more attractions here than I have time to write or you to read.


Weather is predicted to be marginal for flying tomorrow and better Wednesday, so our location tomorrow is uncertain. It is clear though, that we are at or very near the furthest northeast point of our journey. This leg rightly began in San Diego very near the southwestern most point in the contiguous United States, so until we fly from Blaine to the tip of FL this may be our longest transcontinental flight. Soon we start hopping down the east coast, lingering and zigging around new england until we head for FL. Seems all too soon that we’ll cross the south and our Big Adventure will end back in Santa Barbara!

Meanwhile, good night from ME to you.

2009/10/12

Bah!

Filed under: Aviation,Big Adventure — John @ 20:46

We’re sitting in the airport waiting for the free shuttle in Bah Hahbah. People seem to look at us strangely when we say it that way though. Though it’s beautiful right now, looks like weather will close in tomorrow so we’ll either stay two nights or join the migrating birds low along the coast in light rain in the afternoon, determined by the balance between weather conditions and island fever. We flew over it before landing, and it’s glorious as you’ll see when I have time to process some pix. Nearly everyone on the air traffic frequency was saying Barr Harrborr just like me, except for one guy who elicited silence by saying it correctly. Half an hour before we got here a wiseguy controller in Boston pushed it mockingly, telling the hapless pilot he was clear to dial in the Baaaa HaaaaBuhh frequency. We’ve been saying it with the accent long enough that we might slip up in town and get blacklisted or something. Of course, my current attire has probably already assured that – I haven’t seen anyone else wearing Keen closed-toe sandals (much to Anne’s annoyance). Hey, how else can I shout California tourist?!

Speaking of Keens, we had the most glorious stop in Keene, NH where Beth sweetly loaned us a car. We drove the beautiful mile or two into town with two uber-qualified jet pilots in the back seat, and got great food to go. So many memorable stops along this adventure, we’d do it all again in a heartbeat. Any sponsors? 😉

Well, I’m going to get ready for the bus…

Back In Time

Today we flew back in time. Taking off from the old airport with history back to the early years of flight we detoured back over Akron, which we’re told has been taken over by the university. Despite our best efforts to get the short distance into town last night, everyone kept nudging us into the burbs by the new airport. Just as well, because it was easily the best hotel we’ve had yet and a great deal (the same price as the motel we’re shivering in tonight but we won’t talk about that). Even if it’s all about students, we still enjoyed it from the air.


As we turned back east toward Clarion, PA I could feel a gentle shift in time begin. I found out three years ago that my paternal ancestors were in that area back into the 1700s. It wasn’t just that this area had the most colorful foliage we’ve seen yet. There was something about flying over ground my fathers had hiked, farmed and hunted when no human had ever seen the long view we enjoyed today. We decided not to land and rent a car for the short drive up 66 to Crown where my grandfather was born. Instead we circled and took a couple of dozen photos to study in detail. I hope to be the first from our line of the family to return and stand at the pond in this century.

We went northeast a ways past Bradford, then turned east at Hamilton to pass Albany. I think NY is the first state we’ve flown over without landing. It was 25F outside the plane today at 5,500′ so we were glad to have a good heater! Since we’re headed for Maine while weather is “warm” tomorrow, we decided to save NY for several of our stops later. Instead we landed at sunset in Bennington, VT. We’ll probably make a Keen stop to touch NH before heading northeast past the White Mountains to the area around Flagstaff Lk, ME. That’s where Anne’s research tonight indicates the best foliage colors. Then we turn SE to Bah Hahbah (Bar Harbor in Maineian) for a stop recommended by our dear Maryellen where she has roots. Maybe we’ll stay there, or somewhere around Portland. Tuesday night we hope to reach our first fixed destination of Waterbury, CT to meet Dad. Hope we get to sleep earlier tonight, so we can get back in time.
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