Leaving beautiful Niagara Falls, we traveled east along the south shore of Lake Ontario, crossing the Thousand Island bridge into Canada.
Feeling this is our best campsite ever, we enjoyed Ivy Lea campground, one of the Parks of the St. Lawrence.
On a small peninsula, our view from our campsite of the bridge at sunrise, and a short walk behind us was a view of the sunset.
Just as we were enjoying the sunrise from our gravity recliners on the shore, a little otter popped up to say ‘good morning’!
On to Montreal, and explorations of several ancestral areas on Denis’ side. Les Cedres, then a ferry to Oka and tour of the cemetery was interesting, as well as a stop at the bibliotheque (library) in Vaudreuil where we found marriage records. When we arrived at the river in front of St. Denis, there was a single car ferry sitting. We thought there’d be a bridge! But we just drove on and they took us right over, where there was a cemetery at a church where the battle took place. We spent the night on a quiet street in Marieville before driving to Chambry for the bus to Montreal.
Next day after we arrived at the main terminal in town, we took the subway to the Hop on Hop off tour of the city, after a scrumptious breakfast that included a caramel apple crepe.
Heading south across the border, we crossed Lake Champlain to an island, and drove down the island, across New York, Vermont (gas, oil change, post office, and propane),
and New Hampshire on the backroads, enjoying the fall colors, and getting a little tired of the twisty windy roads!
Into Maine and Acadia National Park, where we had two nights at Blackwood Campground. We arrived in pouring rain and went right for our first lobster dinner!
Then thought we got lost. So many one way roads, and confusing signs. But we made it and were glad to hunker down in our van. The rain quit the next day, but it stayed overcast and cool during our visit. We took a short hike to the shoreline, then parked in town and walked along the waterfront at Bar Harbor. We had a luscious crabcake with caesar salad at a waterfront restaurant. Denis found blueberry donuts (a couple of times!)
This picture was taken on the shoreline, just a short walk from our camp.
Our second day dawned nice enough we decided to take a ferry to the Schoodic Peninsula. A free shuttle drove us around, and there were a couple locals on the bus discussing the leaves. Seems we are at about 50% color. I think I heard a comment like “and at 100% color, they are all on the ground!” We had lunch in a nice cafe, then walked back to the ferry landing. We stayed below on the way back for the first part of the trip, then saw harbor seals! We came back to a dead battery because we’d left our lights on, and Denis jumped us with our house battery!
Staying along the coast on Highway 1, we meandered on down to Camden State Park. We were parked registering when a giant motorhome came in on the wrong side of the entry booth. They asked him to park over where we were, and he couldn’t do it, so they said just to pull forward. He scraped the top of the building. The lady who was helping me said “Holy Cripes”, and the other guy went out and looked and said “not too much damage”, then looked over at the motorhome, and the poor guy had gotten out and tripped over a big rock and was on the ground. Denis went to see if he needed help and he didn’t. He was not having a good day! I am so happy to have our little 19-foot Roadtrek!
We drove to the top of Mt. Battie, where there were 360 degree views. Beautiful; and looked down on the little town of Camden.
On to Boothbay Harbor, and first a stop at the Fish Market. We bought fresh picked lobster meat (for a couple yummy meals) and a stuffed haddock rolled up around shrimp, scallop and crab. I cooked that in butter, and oh, was that yummy. We had lobster for lunch and supper for several days. Fresh steamed whole lobster, lobster bisque, lobster rolls, lobster and cheese sandwich, and lobster casserole. We also enjoyed a delicious crab cake in Bar Harbor, and clam chowder a couple of times. We had a blueberry crepe and blueberry pie and Maine blueberry homemade ice cream. Yum yum.
Our spot for the night was at Sagahadoc Bay. Very quiet, and the tide goes way out, so it’s a clamming place, not a deepwater port.
On to Wells. Imagine our surprise, when the Historical Society front door was locked, but we went around to the back, and they let us in when we said Denis’ ancestor was Edmund Littlefield. The lady said “Our Town Father”! He was one of the founding people of the town, putting up some mills, after arriving from England in 1637. She was excited to meet Denis, and they exchanged cards. Wants him to write an article for their newspaper about the book he is writing centered on this ancestral line. She gave us a tour, and informational lecture, then led us upstairs to the library and pulled out several books about the family. There are lots of Littlefields still there and have large books from reunions, but not from the boy who was captured by the Indians and taken to Canada, who is Denis’ ancestor.
Scenes along the roads:
On to Lexington, where we saw the Battle Green, the cemetery with lots of old markers. Then we found the visitor’s center, and enjoyed a movie, with special effects. Kind of like a mix of live theater and movie. We learned about the background and buildup to the battle and Paul Revere’s ride after two candles were lit in the church tower.
Leaving the coast of Maine, and what a beautiful place that is! We crossed through New Jersey and New York and on into Pennsylvania. We drove down the Delaware Water Gap National Recreation Area, stopping to hike into Raymondskill Falls.
Finding a trailhead (back on the New Jersey side) for the Appalachian Trail, we hiked up to a lookout. That trail was NOT easy!
Now we are poking our noses around the Pokonos!