It was no jackal nor coyote. This haunting other-worldly sound breaking intermittently over the Pond and carrying over unabated across the entire waterscape from side to side and beyond, did not emanate from a large mammal, but from a kind of middle-sized duck romantically called a loon…
Staying at two Maine private campgrounds, Lobster Buoy and MountainView, I had my first American camping experiences, got acquainted with this wondrous Atlantic coast, and its significant tides, and learned from kids about burrowing clams. Also, Lobster Weekend, Owl’s Head lighthouse and the awesome Fort Knox bridge.
Arriving by chance at Quoddy Head, Campobello, I witness and document some of the most amazing tidal fluctuations in the world. Watch my stop motion slider…
The most amazing tidal experience, when the ocean literally stalks you, Boats, stranded on the sheer beach in low tide, soar 8 m up when it rises… Got to see it to believe it. and all that in a small New Brunswick town, Alma.
Trout River, Newfoundland. A small quaint town perched between two rivers, a mountain and the sea… What else do we need? A hearty sea foodie meal at the “Seaside Restaurant”, plenty seagulls and geese.
Codroy Estuary Nature Reserve – Leaving Newfoundland in the rain, I stopped en route at this fabulous riparian bird conservacy. I gave the Atlantic a farewell visit and dried my tent in a gazebu downtown Port Aux Bosques, as I was waiting for the Marine Atlantic.
“The End of Land”, “The Remarkable Place”, as its original indigenous name means, was, indeed, remarkable in its beauty. Middle Head Peninsula was bought for $600 by Henry Corson to nurse his ailing wife to health. Cormorants, Indian Pipe, ducks, whales and sturdy tough vegetation confront the harsh weather. An easy rewarding loop walk.
Sampling Mount Desert Island beaches: an enchanting evening walk on Hadley’s Point and a seaside bonfire with a friendly couple, a stroll along Southwest Harbor’s waterfront, dipping my toes at Seal Cove and a drive along the scenic Sargeant Road . In all, a great place for leisure, sun, sky and water,
Back to Kennebunk Pond. Having a traditional Sunday lobster dinner with the family, Learning to take care of the kayak on my own. Rowing in the fog, and making loon soul friends.
Fisk Quarry Preserve, La Motte VT. An extraordinary chain of events led me from a quarry turned nature preserve, featuring the oldest fossilized reef, to the house of the people who fought to ascertain this is protected and safeguarded for future generations. Also an art barn and a pizza dinner in a home atmosphere.
Climbing two sections of Mount Whiteface, I saw how Nature takes after the Olympic human enterprise, how sunrays reflect back from mountain valleys into space and how a cloud collector in the Adirondacks measures pollution blowing over from Shanghai.
Such a rich and beautiful park. This time Pic Champlain and Les Anses trails.. Birds, seals, fantastic geology. Quiet, beautiful bays. After spending a second night in the cold, I had a shower crisis in the morning, which turned out an opportunity to meet a new friend.
Route 132, Gaspe Peninsula. On way to Forillon villages with churches. Holy Marys, windmills, castles, seabirds and trees in colors. Most spectacular were the famous cliffs appearing mid-drive. I ended the day as sola guest in an out-of-season B&B, enjoying the comforts, hearing interesting life stories from owner .
The huge gannet colony on Bonaventure Island is a peak experience for any naturalist. This is a bird lover paradise. Unfortunately, poor boat arrangements did not enable me to enjoy the experience to my heart delight, Still… except for Galapagos, second to none…Also, the amazing Perce rock, a geological marvel.
Eagle Lake, Acadia National Park, ME. Circumnavigating the lake was a perfect way to round up my sola trip. Inexhaustible beauty, from smallest details of the forest floor to grand vistas of mountains in automn colors reflected in tranquil waters. Using walking path over carriage road made hike interesting.
It was no jackal nor coyote. This haunting other-worldly sound breaking intermittently over the Pond and carrying over unabated across the entire waterscape from side to side and beyond, did not emanate from a large mammal, but from a kind of middle-sized duck romantically called a loon…
Staying at two Maine private campgrounds, Lobster Buoy and MountainView, I had my first American camping experiences, got acquainted with this wondrous Atlantic coast, and its significant tides, and learned from kids about burrowing clams. Also, Lobster Weekend, Owl’s Head lighthouse and the awesome Fort Knox bridge.
Arriving by chance at Quoddy Head, Campobello, I witness and document some of the most amazing tidal fluctuations in the world. Watch my stop motion slider…
The most amazing tidal experience, when the ocean literally stalks you, Boats, stranded on the sheer beach in low tide, soar 8 m up when it rises… Got to see it to believe it. and all that in a small New Brunswick town, Alma.
Trout River, Newfoundland. A small quaint town perched between two rivers, a mountain and the sea… What else do we need? A hearty sea foodie meal at the “Seaside Restaurant”, plenty seagulls and geese.
Codroy Estuary Nature Reserve – Leaving Newfoundland in the rain, I stopped en route at this fabulous riparian bird conservacy. I gave the Atlantic a farewell visit and dried my tent in a gazebu downtown Port Aux Bosques, as I was waiting for the Marine Atlantic.
“The End of Land”, “The Remarkable Place”, as its original indigenous name means, was, indeed, remarkable in its beauty. Middle Head Peninsula was bought for $600 by Henry Corson to nurse his ailing wife to health. Cormorants, Indian Pipe, ducks, whales and sturdy tough vegetation confront the harsh weather. An easy rewarding loop walk.
Sampling Mount Desert Island beaches: an enchanting evening walk on Hadley’s Point and a seaside bonfire with a friendly couple, a stroll along Southwest Harbor’s waterfront, dipping my toes at Seal Cove and a drive along the scenic Sargeant Road . In all, a great place for leisure, sun, sky and water,
Back to Kennebunk Pond. Having a traditional Sunday lobster dinner with the family, Learning to take care of the kayak on my own. Rowing in the fog, and making loon soul friends.
Fisk Quarry Preserve, La Motte VT. An extraordinary chain of events led me from a quarry turned nature preserve, featuring the oldest fossilized reef, to the house of the people who fought to ascertain this is protected and safeguarded for future generations. Also an art barn and a pizza dinner in a home atmosphere.
Climbing two sections of Mount Whiteface, I saw how Nature takes after the Olympic human enterprise, how sunrays reflect back from mountain valleys into space and how a cloud collector in the Adirondacks measures pollution blowing over from Shanghai.
Such a rich and beautiful park. This time Pic Champlain and Les Anses trails.. Birds, seals, fantastic geology. Quiet, beautiful bays. After spending a second night in the cold, I had a shower crisis in the morning, which turned out an opportunity to meet a new friend.
Route 132, Gaspe Peninsula. On way to Forillon villages with churches. Holy Marys, windmills, castles, seabirds and trees in colors. Most spectacular were the famous cliffs appearing mid-drive. I ended the day as sola guest in an out-of-season B&B, enjoying the comforts, hearing interesting life stories from owner .
The huge gannet colony on Bonaventure Island is a peak experience for any naturalist. This is a bird lover paradise. Unfortunately, poor boat arrangements did not enable me to enjoy the experience to my heart delight, Still… except for Galapagos, second to none…Also, the amazing Perce rock, a geological marvel.
Eagle Lake, Acadia National Park, ME. Circumnavigating the lake was a perfect way to round up my sola trip. Inexhaustible beauty, from smallest details of the forest floor to grand vistas of mountains in automn colors reflected in tranquil waters. Using walking path over carriage road made hike interesting.