Camden to Bar Harbor

Java Joe’s on Water Street in Augusta has great cranberry muffins which the proprietor, a Chicago transplant, makes from scratch each day, but if you want to check your email there, you’re out of luck. “We don’t have the … what is it? … high five?” she asks, and goes on to explain that she’s waiting for the city to provide free public Internet access. I ate my muffin and departed for Camden where Zoot Coffee does serve wi-fi with its apple pie, artichoke quiche and hot apple cider.

After breakfast (and a little design work), I ambled down to the dock to watch the seagulls for a while before driving to the top of Mount Battie, which overlooks the town. That’s where I began reading The True Meaning of Smekday, much distracted by the view, but laughing anyway in the fold-out chair I bought a couple of years ago for outdoor reading hours at Dollywood. It’s served me well. Then to Bar Harbor, stopping along the way in Belfast to take some pictures at the Grove Cemetery.

While checking into my surprisingly inexpensive room here, I was disappointed to find out that the Nova Scotia ferry closed early this season due to high fuel prices. A minor setback. Bar Harbor is even cuter than Camden and my room is within easy walking distance of everything there is to see. I’ll waylay here for an extra day, then hit the road again.

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