TRAVEL DAY: TRESCOTT, MAINE TO BELFAST, MAINE.
Day 118 – We got up at 6:30 a.m. It was 54 degrees and sunny. Rob went to the cliff for the final time this season. After a little relaxing coffee time, we packed up the final items. We were sad to say good-bye one last time to our land. We pulled the RV and tow car out to the road where it was level, hooked up the Honda to the RV, and locked the “gates” Rob made on the entrances to the land. He did a great job.
We departed at 9:10 a.m. It was 61 degrees and sunny, a beautiful day. We took the road past Cutler instead of our normal route due to road construction on Route 1. The narrow, two-lane road was a little treacherous especially when construction trucks went by, and it was a slower route, but it was definitely less bumpy and bouncy. Nevertheless, the cats threw up their breakfasts. Oh well.
On the Cutler route there are several Osprey nests by the road. When we arrived here almost two months ago, there were babies in the nests. Now we only found 1 adult. The other nests were empty. Guess they all flew the coop. Click any picture below to see a slideshow.
We always stop at Martha’s Diner in Ellsworth near the turnoff for Acadia National Park for the wonderful Crab Quiche. They used to be open every day but Monday; but when we got there, hungry and ready for a break, they were closed. We truly hope they have not become another COVID casualty! They were always packed; what a shame. Anyway, we then faced the problem that all larger vehicles face, where can we go in a busy town where we can park? We left, then tried parking in the lot of a large grocery store and walked to Governor’s, a diner. Obviously understaffed, plus seating people a distance from each other, led to about a half hour wait. No thanks.
We left. We thought, okay bummer, but what about fast food? We walked to a Taco Bell. Due to COVID, no walk-in purchase of food, you must drive through. Great, we can’t fit. Getting hungrier and wanting to get out of the crowds, we backtracked to Helen’s, a restaurant with a decent-sized parking lot. All the other restaurants we had seen were not open. We ate there, hoping we’d be able to get our rig back out of the lot. We were successful. We continued west on Route 1 leaving the busy area, crossed from Verona Island over the Penobscot River, then headed south on Route 1 to Belfast, our destination.
The weather had turned a little windy and clouds had moved in. We arrived at Moorings Oceanfront Camping at 1:20 p.m. It was 68 degrees. This is a nice, privately-owned RV campground, rather than the State Parks we normally stay at, and we’ve been here several times previously. The campground was full. Luckily, we’d made reservations clear back in April. We were taken to our campsite, Site #32, which was not right on the water but had an excellent view from one row back. We were happy to have gotten this campsite and had jumped at it when there was a cancellation.
We unpacked and set up camp. The girls were very glad to be no longer driving and on solid ground. They settled in quickly.
We sat outside and relaxed overlooking Penobscot Bay. It was beautiful out, the sun was going in and out of the clouds, and it was quiet at the campground. It does, though, look like rain may be in our future.
We went to Young’s Lobster Pound near the campground and picked up dinner to go – an order of Scallops and an order of Lobster, sauteed in butter and garlic and served with potato salad and cole slaw. We’d done this the last time we were here, and again were not disappointed. A beautiful Bald Eagle flew right over our heads. Altogether, it was a good day.
