The rain didn't help, but we knew it would end. Of course, we're not leopard frogs, so we shouldn't speak for everybody.
But when we're looking to run a nature photography class, we'd at least like to be able to see...well, anything.
That first day, we tried to make something out of something a little more than nothing.
But, ah, then came Saturday, and a trip to Boulder Beach. We lined ourselves up for the shots before the sun came up.
When it did, it was spectacular.
The cliffs, one of the highest points on the eastern seaboard, turn pink when the sun hits them just right in the morning.
We wandered in search of other images, in the land where the forest meets the rocks that meet the sea.
We found orange jellies, an acquired taste for photographers, but no-brainers for mushroom-minded naturalists.
We sought other sights around the island, like at the harbor at Bernard, were we tried to see life as the locals do.
Guillemots fed in the shallow areas, quickly diving and resurfacing with their catches.
At sundown, we got into the Halloween spirit.
When the sun rose on the third day, we were among the first to see it, from the top of Cadillac Mountain.
We were not alone.
We retreated to Eagle Lake to find beaver lodges...
...and recent beaver damage.
A flight of passing thrushes caught our fancy...
...but soon it was time to walk back down the Carriage Roads and head for home. But we had had our just desserts! In all, a wonderful weekend at Acadia.
John, it was such an enjoyable weekend with you and Greg and all those terrific folks! Great time; great photo ops! Thanks so much! Looking forward to more trips in the future! ~Maureen and Gill~
Posted by: Maureen Begin | October 20, 2011 at 11:15 AM