Maine and Moose

Can you believe John and Ben got up at 6:30AM and left Bar Harbor at 7:10AM! We had enjoyed lobster at Poor Boys in Bar Harbor the night before, though the bartender had no onions for John's gibson. Anyway, a pasta with lobster for Ben and a agglomeration of lobster, shrimp and crab for John to enjoy. A Sonoma County pinot noir from Castlerock and a caesar salad with extra anchovies completed the meal. Then an early night to bed.

Grabbed bananas and muffins and then off to the road. It's a long 200 miles between Bar Harbor and Lac Mephremagog in Quebec, but interesting and in some ways very beautiful. We had the pleasure of clambering over the rocks around a waterfall in Maine's mountains, seeing first the moose sign and then the moose shortly thereafter and enjoying the vistas of lakes and hills. Very lovely.
We lunched in Colebrook, New Hampshire, which John and his brother Andrew had visited in 1954 when taking their grandmother to visit a childhood chum of hers from 1899 England in nearby Vermont. It has changed. The hotel where they stayed, once elegant, is now a dumpy looking aluminum sided box.

No problems at the border this time, just the requisite questions. No fourth degree, depsite our license plates.

Arrived at the BnB and have enjoyed the company of the owners. Normand et Bruce. John is practicing his French which has become a bit rusty. The lake is gorgeous, the weather warmer than Bar Harbor's 42F (5C) yesterday and we enjoyed the swimming pool here and sat out for a little and read.

Tonight to a microbrasserie and tomorrow to the Routes des Vins to find suitable apple brandies to bring home.