A Maine Event, Part 1

Ten years ago, Husband I took our honeymoon to Maine.

"Why Maine?" you ask?

Well, because we wanted to somewhere that neither of us had seen. I have traveled the world a great deal, and he has traveled all over the United States. But neither of us had spent time in Maine, if you don't count the road trip when his parents drove the boys across a bridge to Maine, and then turned around, just so they could say they'd been there.

We enjoyed Maine so much during our honeymoon trip, we promised each other we'd return for our 10th anniversary. So we did.

One of the most delightful things on this trip was The Barnacle. That's where we stayed for a week on Mount Desert Island, about a 20-minute drive across the island from Bar Harbor, with Acadia National Park lying between the Barnacle and Bar Harbor.

The Barnacle is a 70-year old family-owned cabin looking out from the "quiet side" of Mount Desert Island, near an area called "Pretty Marsh."  I found it after an extensive search online, looking for something we could afford, something the right size (there are a lot of bigger dwellings for rent on the island), and something that would be close to the waterfront.

The Barnacle has a lovely big glass door that rolls back so that your sitting area flows from indoors right out onto the deck and the outdoors.

"I know you're going to want a door like this at our house, now," Husband said.  He's right. Not that it would work, but... wow.  It was lovely!

The place had a nice woodsy smell, rustic enough to feel vacation-y, and up-to-date enough to have everything you needed, including a fully-stocked kitchen with all the pots and dishes and tools you could hope for, to a washer and dryer off the bathroom.

And the view over the water?  Oh my!  It was lovely.

The nice thing about the quiet side of the island is that you also get the sunsets.  The weather was perfect, and the sunsets went right along with that.

The Barnacle was just what the doctor ordered.