|Crossing the metal bridge|
|Shimmying across ledges.|
|What lay below the trails: |
a straight shot to the bottom
Down the street from our campsite was a building that advertised coin operated showers, which of course we had to use before our trip into Bar Harbor, where we had an amazing lobster dinner followed by Maine blueberry pie - something that is now on my list to make once we go back to Maine in August.
By the time we got back to the site it was already midnight, but since it was our last night in Acadia we had no intention of going to bed. We attempted to start a fire, but because everything was still damp it took about 45 minutes to actually get the fire started. I didn't understand the science behind building a fire until this weekend. I always thought it was as simple as throwing a match on a pile of wood, which if the wood was dry then maybe it would have been. Apparently, there are two ways to build a fire: log cabin and pyramid. The log cabin is good for cooking because it covers a large area with a relatively even amount of heat, where the pyramid is good for bonfires. Also, you can't just light up a large log, you have to light up some tinder and smaller wood chips and branches first. Some tinder that worked great were pieces of rope and surprisingly, cotton balls in vaseline. When we went to buy supplies for our camping trip I scoffed at the hatchet and thought "why would I need that?" Well we ended up borrowing our friend's often in order to cut up some wood chips and smaller logs to help get the fire started. So, here's how we did it: we started with a small pyramid of wood chips with tinder underneath and then got that burning. As it was burning, we added slightly larger and larger wood chips until we were adding small and medium sized logs. Finally, we would take the big logs and stack them in a log cabin (box) around the flame or place them over the flame like a teepee. The hardest part was getting the little stuff to burn, but once it did and we were able to add the larger stuff the fire burned for hours (we actually had trouble putting it out).
We decided to walk down to the beach but flashes of lightening and the rain made us turn back. I loved falling asleep to the sound of rain hitting the tarps, but I did not love getting woken up by the booming thunder and the lightening that illuminated the entire forest. It was terrifying. The rain was coming down in buckets - putting up the tarp was definitely one of the best decisions of the weekend. Luckily, the rain stopped by the time we woke up and we were greeted by a sunny, 80 degree day for our drive home.
I hope you enjoyed reading my posts about my first camping trip and for those of you who have never gone before/haven't been in a while, I hope you found these posts at least somewhat informative. I'll definitely be referring back to them especially when we start packing for our next trip...
Note: The name of the trail was actually Beehive, not Precipice. Both are very similar in their difficulty and description so when I was looking up pictures I got the two mixed up. Thank you, Chris, for pointing this out and thus proving me wrong. You were right.