Breakfast Bar

Sunrise

By 6:15 a.m. I was on my morning run and decided to turn in the “To the Sea,” direction instead of “To the Village.” Soon I encountered a long long strand at low tide. Rocky and peopled by a few other runners and walkers and shell seekers. Once I crossed the flats there was a sign welcoming me to Bar Island, part of Acadia National Park. The description is an easy one-mile trail to the top for spectacular views.  These spectacular views are everywhere. If you look over your shoulder, you’ll see one. Common as hen’s teeth.

The Bar is open!

Trail on Bar Island

Spectacular view from Bar Island

Today the Bar was open. Today’s low tide was at 6:32 a.m. How’s that for timing?

Yesterday we saw Wonder Woman at the  Reel Pizza Cinerama which serves 12 kinds of exotic pizza, 12 bean soup, wine, beer, and the standard fare such as popcorn and candy. The theater features big sofas and seats with tables.  We grabbed the big goofy couch in the second row and sank in and watched Girl Power for two hours. What a concept. This could be the start of something big! 

We ate dinner at Mama DiMatteos, very good, linguine with clams, Judy had baked haddock, really yummy vegetables and the best, just best, chocolate cream pie.  It tasted like raw brownie batter.

Yes, it’s official, I am eating like Robert DeNiro preparing for his role in Raging Bull. Here's how:

Have this for lunch

And this for dinner

Today we decided to see how the other one percent lives, Northeast Harbor. It’s about 25 minutes away from Bar Harbor.  The local Uber driver (who is the only Uber driver, and the only Lyft driver on the island) described Northeast Harbor as a residential area for the very rich, and said “they like everything just so.” Pristine as can be, snapshot-ready, the harbor is full of yachts and surrounded by million-dollar houses tucked up in the woods from which to see the world, their world, as they want it, everything just so.

Knotted and yachted

Tourism is not encouraged in Northeast Harbor. There are very few restaurants or even park benches. In fact, we had to wake up the two women in the Visitor’s Center whose sole promotion is the Sea Princess Nature Tour, which whisks you away from Northeast Harbor and out to sea for a couple of hours, where you can view from afar the “summer cottages.”  Yes, this quaint description is still used for fully winterized, 10-bedroom manses with tennis courts.

Northeast Harbor

Slaw at the Tan Turtle Tavern

Judy calls this "Fleur de Knee"