07: Week Five

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Yesterday we woke up in the rain.

Tent's rainfly was soaked. Laundry we hung up to dry was pretty moist. Shoes were damp.

But spirits were high.

Nothing like some nature time for rejuvenation.


Portland, Maine

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Portland was also a pretty rad town, of the coastal party scene variety. 

We only managed a short weekend there, and then a quick stop to drop off some beer to our generous hosts. James and Brian welcomed us right into their lives for two days, with some night life, some swimming on the river, and a sweet barbecue at sunset. 


Acadia National Park

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So our weekly updates are a little less than weekly. But we're trying. 

This past week (or weekish segment of time), we found ourselves mostly deep in Maine's Acadia National Park, found on a big island way up north in Maine called Mount Desert. 

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After our rainy last morning, we found our way to a coffee shop for breakfast and to plot our next moves. 

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Taste of blueberry-basil lemonade c/o of our friendly barista Heather at The Independent, a cafe in Bar Harbor. 

Camping Acadia

I'm learning cribbage from Luc, keep the ol' brain sharp.

I'm learning cribbage from Luc, keep the ol' brain sharp.

After Portland, Maine, we camped for four nights in and around Acadia National Park on Mount Desert Island... Way way up there in the northeast. Kinda San Juan Islands-y. 

Sidenote: Dad, we broke the lantern. Back in week two. But we'll fix it or replace it!

(But in the meantime, a flashlight + an opaque water bottle can work wonders...)

We got a couple great hikes in up there.

Overall, Maine is a pretty sweet spot. 

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We woke up at 330 one morning, drove to what we thought was Cadillac Mountain, location of one of the earliest sunrises in North America... Also, drivable and quite touristy. 

We ended up at a different mountain somehow, walking up a wagon road in the dark, reasonably convinced we were lost and sure to miss the sunrise... until we came across a trailhead around 5am. 

At the top of that, we found an empty peak and a world about to wake up. 

Turned out we were on Mount Sergeant instead, where we caught the whole thing. 

Sitting in Boston again, our pitstop on the way to Washington DC, where we'll spend a couple days exploring and catching up with our pal Angie. 

We went to DC in 8th grade for a school trip, perhaps the beginnings of our traveling duo... Now the return.

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brodie peterson

green trees, star light