Schoodic and Downeast

We headed up the Atlantic Coast via U.S. Highway 1. Our first stop was Schoodic District, which is part of Acadia National Park. 

We were told that in the summer this is the section of the park you go to if you want to get away from the crowds.

All this time we have been looking for Puffins and we knew we saw them when we saw these:

Only we would think these ^ Buffleheads (ducks) could possibly be a Puffin. v

(Pic taken from Wikipedia^)

Thanks, Sherrie, for setting us straight.

Our next stop is Lubec, the Easternmost town in the US.

Right in front of the lighthouse was what looked like a huge whirlpool, and we saw on the atlas that we were very close to the largest whirlpool in the Western Hemisphere, so we thought this must be it. When I asked one of the locals, he snickered, and said, that's not it. You have to get on a ferry to see the biggest one, which is nicknamed Old Sow, and is 250 ft across. Now I know why the local laughed.

I also asked him where the easternmost point is, and we did find it.

Our next point of interest took us over the Canadian border. . .

To Campobello, where the summer cottage of Franklin D. Roosevelt and his family is located. 

We enjoyed this tour and wanted to give a shout out to Uncle Raymond for the recommendation.

The speed limit was 80!!! while we were in Canada, so Anthony threw caution to the wind and took off.

Jk, this is in km, which is about 49 mph. Knew that would freak you out for a second.

Sunday night we stayed in a campsite close to Pembroke called Reversing Falls. It was right by the water and got to enjoy its beauty. (The first picture is like the roads we have been going down to get to these remote campsites, and we are usually on them for miles.) There was only one other camper there that night.

We woke up the next morning and our next stop was Eastport.

Wait, I thought Lubec was the easternmost town. Oohhh, Eastport is the easternmost CITY. Well, okay. 

We found a town called Calais (pronounced callous, I was pronouncing it "kal-A" like Colbie Caillat), and cooked our breakfast by the river that separates the US from Canada, which you can see right across the way.

All these towns are shutting down for the season and a lot of the restaurants and coffee shops are already shuddered up for the winter. We were lucky to find a coffee shop open to enjoy our morning brew. 

We were taking a route where we think we saw Katahdin, the tallest point in Maine, from a distance and is the ending or beginning of the Appalachian trail. And are still enjoying the ever changing colors.

I wanted to post this just to give you a chuckle.

We have traveled 2,606.9 miles and our average is 32 mph. Haha. I think he thinks he is trying to beat his bike average.  How many hours have we been in this car??!!??