Spent last Wednesday sleeping in the woods. Felt it was time to try out the new hammock I bought and get back in the swing of warm weather hammock camping. Yet again I learned that a sleeping bag in the hammock won't cut it even if it's 60 degrees when going to bed. Gonna have to look into a warm weather underquilt.
Otherwise I had a great time. I thought this video came out really well.
Back on Friday April 30th I was running in Burlingame and took a digger. Scrapped up my elbow and was thankful that both knees missed nearby rocks. Thought I got off easy but noticed my side was bruised. The next day it hurt to bend over or sneeze. The discomfort wasn't too bad so I thought it was a just mild bruise. Even ran 22 miles that Sunday.
Then over the next week the pain got worse. I got it officially diagnosed as a fractured rib last Saturday and have been taking it easy since. I must say this setback has gotten to me. After struggling with motivation I was hoping to put together a good base this spring and possibly attempt a long FKT but it seems like every few months I hurt myself again. Good news is that I can tell it's slowly getting better so if I can avoid being dumb hopefully I'll get back out there soon.
I decided to revisit footage I shot of the Quinebaug Trail during the Border Patrol Challenge. I didn't think much of the footage at the time but I added some green screen goofiness and upbeat music. Check it out below and if you haven't subscribed to my YouTube channel yet, rectify that!
We awoke to snow flurries on Day 3. Also freezing temps. Ezri was now completely over Acadia. We ventured out, first stopping at the Thunderhole (wrong time tide-wise) before heading to the other side of Mount Desert Island and checking out the Bass Harbor Lighthouse. The Lighthouse was a lighthouse but the stairs on the other side led to cool rocky outcroppings. Not letting Ezri’s moodiness bring us down she stayed in the car and we walked the Ship Harbor Trail. A flat trail that does a figure 8 by a cove, the low tide smelled something awful. Otherwise a fine hike through gnarled woods and more rocky shore. At times amongst the stunted trees it almost felt like you were high up in the Whites.
In the afternoon with the tide coming in we made a second attempt at the Thunderhole but it was still not Thunderholing. I don’t know tides but I’m guessing wrong time of the month or something. Then we ate ice cream for dinner.
The final day of our trip we awoke at 4:30 AM and made the drive back up Cadillac Mountain for the sunrise. Not as spectacular as the previous days, it was windy and pretty darn cold at the top. We made one last attempt to witness the power of the Mighty Thunderhole (denied) and then…drove home to Rhode Island.
All in all, a great first trip to Acadia. I enjoyed how empty the place was – we felt like we had it to ourselves much of the time. There wasn’t much open in terms of restrooms or visitor centers but with our hotel room so close it wasn’t a major issue. I’d love to return in other seasons but I can only imagine how busy the area gets in the summer and fall.
