Travelogue: Cape Breton Island Part One

July 25-26, 2017
While Cape Breton Island is part of the province of Nova Scotia, it has a look and feel all its own. European influences arrived early in these eastern extremes of North America. The Mi’kmaq natives reportedly traded with European fishermen as early as the 1520s. From 1713-1763 the French were in control and temporarily renamed Cape Breton “Île Royale,” and from 1784 to 1820 it was its own British colony administrated separately from Nova Scotia, so its unique identity has deep roots. We’d be lying if we said the website cbiftrumpwins.com didn’t partially inspire this whole trip. The cheeky marketing campaign went viral in summer 2016 and was our first introduction to the island’s allure. As we discovered, their words and photos need no embellishment as Cape Breton Island is truly wonderful. This would also mark the farthest points from home on our entire journey.

Getting into the Gaelic spirit.

Cape Breton Island makes up about a fifth of the land area of Nova Scotia and has been connected to the mainland by the 1,385 meter Canso Causeway since 1955. We passed under the welcoming green archway and turned left up the western coast on the Ceilidh Trail (Pronounced “kay-lee”, more on that shortly). It wasn’t the only unpronounceable sign we came across, as Scottish Gaelic is spoken by enough people that the road signs are bilingual accordingly. The first permanent Scottish settlement on the island was the town of Judique, and it would be our first stop as well. It is home to the Celtic Music Interpretive Center, a museum dedicated to the history, culture and music of Cape Breton Island. It also contains a pub presenting live music every day from mid-June through mid-October. Our favorite part was the interactive displays that teach visitors basic step dancing and fiddling. Needless to say, both our stepping and fiddling could use some practice, but we had fun trying. The best bit of trivia we learned is that the bagpipe scale only has nine notes … no wonder it sounds like they’re always playing the same song.

Our first overnight stay on the island was booked in the tiny village of Mabou, just 25 minutes down the road from Judique. The 10-unit Mabou River Inn offers motel-style rooms or larger apartment/suites. Our narrow, single-queen room was located on the lower level with a private bathroom just across the hall, a minor inconvenience but not a deal-breaker. A short walk across the river and into the “center” of Mabou led us to the Red Shoe Pub, a long-standing, family-run food, booze and music establishment that is a favorite of locals and visitors alike. The place was already hopping at 6:00, with all tables full and the duo of Donna Marie DeWolfe & Amanda MacDougal rocking out on piano and fiddle for the nightly ceilidh. Historically, a ceilidh was simply a casual Scottish or Irish social gathering, frequently in a home; we saw the term “kitchen party” get used from time to time in Cape Breton. Today’s versions are usually provided as entertainment in restaurants and bars and feature Gaelic folk music and sometimes dancing. It’s hard not to be in a good mood with traditional music and home cooking being served up. It was a perfect welcome to Cape Breton Island.

Glenora Distillery ceilidh at full strength.

Having checked the area ceilidh schedules, we knew the Red Shoe Pub’s ended at 7:00, so after dinner we made it a double header by continuing to Glenora Distillery for their 8:00 to 10:00 ceilidh. Glenora is one of only four Scottish-style whiskey distilleries in Canada, and it’s surrounded by gorgeous green hills, so there are plenty of reasons to go there anyway. The ruckus from the dimly-lit bar was audible as we approached the distillery complex. Upon entering the Washback Pub we found a full house and two young guys playing the piano and fiddle. Being later in the evening and with boozier guests, this one was even more high-energy than the Red Shoe Pub. We each had a Manhattan cocktail and an ounce of Glenora’s 14 Year Whiskey while we took it all in. At one point, a man got up from the bar and wildly accompanied the musicians with a set of spoons. He later introduced himself to us as Jerry DaVoe, a local celebrity famous for his spooning skills. Shortly after, when we noticed a girl applying rosin to a fiddle bow, we knew there was about to be a duet. It’s like everyone in Cape Breton has a musical instrument ready to go at any moment’s notice. The highlight of the evening was when the fiddle player seemed to be taking a break, but was actually assembling a bagpipe to keep the party going. Piping in any enclosed room is loud, but a bagpipe at two meters is pretty deafening. We loved every minute of it. If you want, you can stay in a hotel room or cabin right on site at Glenora Distillery, but we headed back to our accommodations in Mabou to turn in.

Inverness Beach.

The following morning we stopped for a walk on scenic Inverness Beach while continuing north on the Ceilidh Trail. North of Mabou, the landscape of Cape Breton becomes increasingly rugged and hilly. The whole island generally tilts upward from low hills in the southwest to the highland plateau of the northern peninsula. Near the town of Margaree, we reached the end of the Ceilidh Trail and joined the Cabot Trail. This highway loops around the northern highlands and features some of the most stunning views in Nova Scotia. It was originally built to provide a reliable road connection across the nearly impenetrable highlands, but today it’s best know for its scenery and access to one of eastern Canada’s premier national parks, Cape Breton Highlands. This park is known for unique geology, major biodiversity and excellent hiking on its 26 trails. 90 percent of the park is made up of the highland plateau, but around its edges, it descends abruptly all the way to sea level. Vegetation is defined by elevation, with lush Acadian forests down low, Boreal forests in the middle and sparsely covered taiga topping out around 530 meters.

The Cabot Trail hugs the shoreline of Cape Breton Highlands National Park.

 

We got our bearings at the main visitor center on the western side of the park near Chéticamp, and made a plan for the first afternoon. We doubled back to the edge of town to pick up sandwiches at Boulangerie Aucoin, a French-style bakery that has been serving breads, sandwiches, pastries and tea since 1959. With lunch and dessert in our backpacks, we drove along the coast to the Corney Brook trailhead. This 6.5km out-and-back hike took us deep into a river canyon with a nice waterfall at the end. It has 140 meters of elevation gain spread out over a gradual incline. A simple bench facing the waterfall made a perfect secluded picnic spot with a soundtrack of falling water. (Aucoin’s flaky blueberry turnover will appear on 2017’s best-of list.) After the hike we stopped at a few of the scenic pullouts along this dramatic section of the Cabot Trail. The road clinging to the steep bluffs looks awesome from any angle, and at Presqu’ile we scrambled along a rocky beach with sea stacks. Next it was time to check in to our accommodations at Albert’s Motel back in Chéticamp. This town has been a center of Acadian heritage since they returned to settle here on land unclaimed by the English after their deportation in the Grand Dérangement. It’s a great base for exploring the western side of Cape Breton Highlands. We sat on our front porch at the motel and briefly rested before our next hiking adventure.

Bog Trail plant life.

Months prior to our arrival in Cape Breton, we reserved slots in the nightly ranger-guided Sunset Hike on the Skyline Trail. The hike begins 2 hours before sunset, so on July 26th that meant we had a bit of time to kill before the 6:45 departure. We traversed the seaside section of the Cabot Trail for the third time that day, and made our way to the Bog Hiking Trail high atop the French Mountain plateau. This boardwalk trail is just a half kilometer in length, but it passes through a fascinating highland bog landscape. Orchids, dragonflies and carnivorous pitcher plants inhabit the squishy ground along the route, and moose are said to frequent the area (though we didn’t see any). The quick 20 minute walk was the perfect time-filler, as we arrived back at the Skyline Trailhead at just the right time to meet our ranger guide. After some basic introduction talk, he led us  into the woods on the 7 kilometer round trip hike. The first couple kilometers are pretty flat, passing through varied boreal forests. Just as we stopped to discuss some trees, hikers coming from the opposite direction told us they had just passed a moose near the trail a few minutes prior. Our guide polled the group on whether to sidetrack to try to see the moose or continue on our normally planned route. We’ve found the goofy animals to be extremely elusive, so we were happy it was a unanimous decision in favor of the moose expedition. About five minutes down a branch of the trail we came upon a 2-year-old female grazing at the edge of a grassy clearing about 20 meters away. Everyone came to a halt and went silent other than the clicking and beeping of cameras. She didn’t seem to mind having an audience as she calmly enjoyed the greenery. In the book “The Tent Dwellers,” author Albert Bigelow Paine states “I may say here that no expedition in Nova Scotia is a success without having seen at least one moose.” This marked the first time we’d seen a moose in the wild since 2014 in Alaska.

Continuing on the Sunset Hike, we reached a point where the views start to open up. Off to the left we looked into the deep valley where the Cabot Trail snakes along the hills toward the sea, and straight ahead the ocean began to fill the horizon. Soon after, we emerged from some low trees onto an open, rocky ridge, and a breathtaking view spread out before us. The last few hundred meters of the Skyline Trail consist of a series of boardwalk stairs and platforms cascading down the ridge with panoramic views over the Gulf of St. Lawrence. As the sun lowered, it cast a changing reddish glow on the landscape. It would prove to be one of the defining images of the whole trip. This view features prominently in Cape Breton marketing materials, but the real experience of standing on the edge of that island simply cannot be recreated in photographs. We put our cameras in our pockets and stood quietly while recording it in our minds.

The guided portion of the hike was finished at this point, and guests could hike back to the trailhead at their own pace if they chose. We lingered until the sun disappeared completely and it was fully dark by the time we arrived at the car and drove back to Chéticamp. Late evening activities in remote areas often mean reduced dining options, so our best bet was to order a giant to-go pizza from Wabo’s to enjoy back in our hotel room. We were justifiably carbo-loading, as we had much more to discover on Cape Breton Island.

Up Next: Cape Breton Island Part 2
Previously: Nova Scotia – Annapolis Royal to Grand Pre
Previously: Nova Scotia – Digby to Keji
Previously: In & Around Bethel, Maine
Previously: Chicago to Maine

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Travelogue Nova Scotia: Annapolis Royal to Grand Pré

July 24-25, 2017
Crossing Nova Scotia is like traveling through a giant museum exhibit of North American cultural history, with intertwined nationalities and time periods. We began our visit to Annapolis Royal with some present-day Canadian poutine at Ye Olde Towne Pub, but the area is famously an early center of European colonization. Originally settled in 1605 as Port Royal by the French, the town was the capital of Acadie from 1632 through 1710, when a British siege took power and renamed it in honor of Queen Anne. Annapolis Royal then served as the capital of British Nova Scotia until 1749 when administration was moved to Halifax. The village settled into its status as a quaint small town with an impressive stock of National Historic Sites.

Earthen walls at Fort Anne.

The best place to learn about the area is Fort Anne, the location of a defensive fort since the French first constructed one in 1636. The British made many additions and renovations on the same site over the following decades, resulting in much of the design that is visible today. Only a handful of buildings remain, but the star-shaped earthworks are intact. The officers’ quarters serves as the interpretive center, with in-depth displays and artifacts laying out the complicated history of the region from French, British and Mi’kmaq perspectives.

Our next overnight stopping point was Wolfville, just over an hour northeast via highways 1 and 101. This is the center of a popular Nova Scotia wine region, so there’s no shortage of choices for imbibing. We wanted to be as close to the vino as possible, and booked a night at the Old Lantern Inn Bed & Breakfast. It’s a beautiful location on the crest of a ridge adjacent to the Landscape of Grand Pré World Heritage Site. A grassy path through the vineyard leads directly to the Domaine de Grand Pré winery, tasting room and Le Caveau Restaurant. We made dinner reservations for later in the evening, but in the meantime were warmly welcomed by our hosts and got settled into the comfortable upstairs “L’Acadie Blanc” room.

We then made the short trip back to the main street of Wolfville to explore a bit. After strolling the street, the Annapolis Cider Company gave us a perfect spot to relax while sampling more locally produced beverages. The fertile soils that initially sustained the colonists continue to provide a bounty. In addition to wine grapes, orchards are big business, and Annapolis Cider uses all locally-sourced fruit at their downtown Wolfville cidery. For a reasonable price, we were given three generous pours that introduced us to their signature products. The breadth of styles represented will satisfy cider aficionados and newbies alike. One of the best meals we had on the trip was at the previously mentioned Le Caveau Restaurant at Domaine de Grand Pré, and their entrance displays the awards and recognition to back that up. The charcuterie, pork, rabbit and chocolate mousse plus a bottle produced on-site were all top notch. The following morning we also ate well at the B&B, where the house specialty french toast was amazing.

L to R: Annapolis Cider, Le Caveau Rabbit, Olde Lantern Inn french toast.

Just over the hill, the Landscape of Grand Pré World Heritage Site that celebrates Acadian culture in the region from its beginnings as a French colony through their expulsion from Nova Scotia by the British, all the way to their present-day diaspora. Within a couple generations of arriving in North America, the Acadians had become a distinct culture, self-identifying with the land and forming ways of life separate from France. The particular landscape of Grand-Pré is special because of how colonists ingeniously used a system of dike walls and valves to hold back the Bay of Fundy tides and make use of the rich marshland soil. They lived here peacefully for decades by farming, having good relations with the Mi’kmaq natives and remaining neutral in conflicts of European powers.

When the British seized Annapolis Royal and peninsular Nova Scotia in 1713, the king demanded they pledge loyalty to the crown, but that would have put them in opposition of their Mi’kmaq friends and French ancestors, so many stayed and pledged neutrality instead. Between 1755 and 1763, cornered by the demands of their land’s new government and still unwilling to be loyal, they were expelled from Nova Scotia in a series of deportations called the Grand Dérangement. Acadians were insensitively scattered to other North American colonies where it was hoped they would assimilate and reduce the threat of future opposition. Some settled permanently in other regions like Louisiana, where they formed the Cajun ethnic group, but many others eventually returned to their homeland in the Maritimes after tensions eased in 1764. Against all odds, their unique culture survived and remains vibrant to this day as evidenced by the Acadian flags we saw flying proudly all over Nova Scotia, New Brunswick and Maine. Our next leg of travel would take us deep into Nova Scotia’s Scottish realm, but we hadn’t seen the last of Acadian culture.

The Landscape of Grand Pré from the viewpoint on Old Post Road.

Up Next: Cape Breton Island
Previously: Nova Scotia – Digby to Keji
Previously: In & Around Bethel, Maine
Previously: Chicago to Maine

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Travelogue Nova Scotia: Digby to Kejimkujik

July 22-24, 2017
As we drove across the Midwest on the first day of the trip, Nick received a call from Bay Ferries in Nova Scotia. They were informing us that due to maintenance requirements, the ferry we had booked from Portland, Maine to Yarmouth, Nova Scotia on July 22nd was cancelled. Departing Maine a day earlier or later than planned would have negatively impacted our plans and cost us an extra night of lodging on either end. This briefly threw our plans into question, but luckily they gave us 10 days notice so we were able to come up with alternate arrangements. After some schedule searching we found availability on another of their routes that connects St. John, New Brunswick with Digby, Nova Scotia. The only problem is that our planned 90-minute drive to Portland followed by a relaxing 7-hour boat ride turned into a 6:00am departure from Bethel plus a long 5-hour drive and a shorter 2-hour ferry crossing. We were also transporting Nick’s parents to Nova Scotia, so the trunk was full and luggage was stacked to the ceiling in the center back seat. Not ideal, but we made it work. (They were getting their own car in Nova Scotia and touring the province at their own pace, so the crowding was only temporary.) We visited our first Tim Hortons franchise in Bangor, Maine before we even touched Canadian soil, and headed through rolling forests toward the crossing at Calais/Saint Stephen. The Canadian border agent was slightly confused by the combination of passport nationalities and last names in the car, eventually saying “Wait … just tell me how you’re all related.”

All aboard the Fundy Rose, ship food, tallest wooden church in North America.

Just over an hour later, we were lined up to roll on board the 124 meter (400ft) Fundy Rose. She can carry 774 passengers, has free WiFi, two movie lounges and free panoramic views of the Bay of Fundy. We naturally started in the cafe to have some lunch (lobster rolls, poutine and Moosehead beer) and then settled in the lounge area where a girl was playing celtic tunes on a fiddle to raise funds for a trip to Ireland, perfect mood music. Two hours later the rocky shore of Nova Scotia crept into view, and soon we were entering the Annapolis Basin and pulling up to the Digby Ferry Terminal.

Yarmouth was still about 100 kilometers to the southwest, so we drove the scenic Evangeline Trail that hugs the coast instead of the main highway. Along the way stands the Église Sainte Marie, the tallest wooden church in North America, which is the most notable landmark on the way. Yarmouth itself has a charming Main Street and picturesque harbor. Our lodging was just north of the center of town at the Lakelawn Motel and B&B. This extremely well-kept establishment contains bed and breakfast rooms in the historic main house, plus motel rooms in the side wings. A nice continental breakfast was included the next morning. That evening we went downtown to Rudders Seafood Restaurant and Brewpub for dinner on the waterfront. There was a live band, good house-brewed beers and a wide menu featuring some traditional Nova Scotian fare.

One of Yarmouth’s most popular destinations is the Cape Forchu Lightstation Museum, the site of a lighthouse since 1840. The busy harbor and frequency of shipwrecks created the necessity for a string of lighthouses along the southwestern Nova Scotia coast. The current light dates from 1962 and is a distinctive, concrete “applecore” style lighthouse. The old keeper’s dwelling displays area historical information and artifacts. Working on the ocean is still a major way of life here, and can be best witnessed by watching the boats head out into the ocean for the opening of lobster season on “Dumping Day,” held in late November each year. Forty percent of Canada’s lobster catch comes from the rich waters in this region. At the very tip of the cape just beyond the lighthouse lies Leif Erikson Park where a short, half kilometer walking trail winds through rugged rocks that frame postcard views of the water and lighthouse. The park is named after Erikson because a runic stone found in the area is speculated to have been carved by Norse visitors hundreds of years ago. Whether or not the Norsemen visited this lovely spot, it was just the first of many spectacular viewpoints in Nova Scotia.

Leif Erikson Park just beyond the Cape Forchu Lighthouse

Passing back through Yarmouth, we stopped at the trendy Sip Cafe for beverages and to pick up a sandwich we planned to eat at our next stopping point an hour down the road. Our trips frequently feature a lot of local beer, which can be seen in this post. One that caught our eye early in planning was Boxing Rock Brewing right along our route in Shelburne. It turned out to be one of our favorite breweries of the whole trip. Housed in a quaint wood-sided building surrounded by trees, they produce some truly delicious and unique brews. We each selected a flight of five and enjoyed them at a picnic table under the sun with the sandwiches we bought in Yarmouth. Afterwards we returned to the bartenders to buy big to-go bottles to drink that evening at our campsite in the first Canadian national park of our trip.

Kejimkujik National Park (known usually as Keji for pronunciation purposes) contains two sections, the main portion in the remote interior of Nova Scotia and the smaller Seaside Adjunct section about 90 minutes to the south. We approached the seaside section first, so planned to make a quick visit. This section protects beaches, bogs, and lagoons, along with an abundance of coastal wildlife. There isn’t a visitor center at this outpost, but there are some nice trails that lead a few kilometers to the shoreline. Nearing the end of the Harbour Rocks Trail, a stunning view of tranquil, turquoise water and sandy beaches spread out before us. Just off shore, seals relaxed on rocks jutting out of the water. We were glad we didn’t skip this section of the park.

View of the Atlantic from the end of the Harbour Rocks Trail at Kejimkujik Seaside.

Continuing on, we made a left onto Highway 8 at Liverpool and headed into the center of Nova Scotia. It’s here that it becomes apparent that most settlements in the province are located on the coast while the interior is largely wild. The main portion of Keji is a 381 square kilometer area of thick forests and numerous linked waterways. It is probably best known as a site for fantastic canoeing and backcountry camping opportunities. Its charms were immortalized in the 1908 book The Tent Dwellers, by Albert Bigelow Paine, in which he documents a two week trout fishing excursion into the wild. It’s a good read for anyone planning to visit, as its colorful descriptions of the landscape are still accurate more than 100 years later.

Welcome to Campsite 1.

We were intent on experiencing Keji in an authentic way, so we reserved a backcountry campsite back in January of 2017 when the reservation books opened. There are some really cool canoe-only access sites located on islands in Kejimkujik Lake, but they were booked immediately, so we selected a site in the northeastern section of the park. Ours was Campsite #1, just a kilometer walk from the Big Dam parking area. It was easy to get to but still nearly a kilometer from the nearest other campers, giving it the secluded feel we were looking for. There are 46 backcountry sites to choose from along more than 100 kilometers of trails, so it’s possible to hike deep into the woods and not see another human for days if that’s what gets you going. We found all Parks Canada campsites to be very well maintained. Each Keji site is equipped with a couple possible tent spots, a fire box, cut firewood supply, private pit toilet and a pulley system for hoisting supplies into the trees for bear avoidance purposes. Site 1 sits right along Big Dam Lake, so we had some waterfront property for lounging with our Boxing Rock beers after setting up the tent. Keji’s status as an International Dark Sky Park meant that as the sun dipped below the horizon, millions of stars appeared above. The light show was doubled by their reflection in the completely still water, a truly stunning sight.

Starlight replacing sunlight from our campsite on the shore of Big Dam Lake.

With the loss of the last bit of sunlight, we retreated to the glow of our fire. The utter silence became apparent and we started to notice every slight rustle of leaves around us, convinced that it was an animal paying a visit. At one point Nick caused brief panic by saying “What the HELL was that?! Something just walked by!!” I responded by shining my phone flashlight in the general direction and aggressively throwing a wood chip into the trees. It was probably a tiny squirrel moving on the ground … clearly we were not yet at one with nature. Throughout the night, various crazy noises kept us from achieving deep sleep. Loons are the major culprit here, as their vocal stylings can result in sounds not at all associated with birds. One was wailing an intermittent lonely wolfish cry throughout the night. Then at 3:30 am, two loons decided to have a loud conversation across the lake that sounded like monkeys screeching at each other. Our assessment is that loons are basically idiots. When daylight finally returned we decided that while true backcountry camping is fun, we do generally like being somewhat near other campers. There’s a fine balance between being crowded next to families in a big campground and feeling completely alone in the dark. On a multi-day outing I think we could get accustomed to the wilderness. In the meantime, we had future campgrounds to test our theory.

Morning mist on Big Dam Lake.

Which way is up?

We retrieved our gear from its perch in the trees and prepared to start the day. One of the great pleasures of camping is camp stove coffee, which we enjoyed with our freeze dried “just add boiling water” biscuits and gravy from Mountain House. It’s shocking how good these meals taste, we highly recommend them for their ease of use and packable nature. With a lovely fog just skimming the surface of the lake, we packed up our site and trekked 20 minutes back to the parking area. Our next must-do in Keji was canoeing on Kejimkujik Lake, the largest body of water within park boundaries. Canoe and kayak rentals are available from Whynot Adventure at Jake’s Landing by the hour or day. We grabbed a double canoe and spent two hours paddling the waters around a cluster of islands a couple kilometers off shore. The waters are so dark it’s almost like canoeing on black ink. The stillness from the night before continued into the day so that the sky and trees were reflected in the water in a near perfect mirror image. Back on land, we returned to Highway 8 and pointed toward the northern Nova Scotia Shore and a former colonial capital.

Up Next: Nova Scotia – Annapolis Royal to Grand Pré
Previously: In & Around Bethel, Maine
Previously: Chicago to Maine

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Travelogue: In & Around Bethel, Maine

July 15-21, 2017
One of the determining factors for this summer’s route was Nick’s Dad’s 80th birthday celebration. The whole family descended upon Bethel, Maine from three continents for seven nights. Finding lodging to satisfy the needs of 14 is not an easy task, but after scouring listings on vrbo.com, the historic Bingham House mansion emerged as the best candidate. The house was large enough that every family got their own quarters and there was a variety of rooms to hang out. The enormous kitchen made it easy to cook for up to 16 people and the hot tub just off the back deck was a great place to relax under the stars after a day of hiking. The Bingham House is adjacent to the Bethel Inn Resort, so use of the pool and a lake house on nearby Songo Pond is included with the Bingham House rental.

The village of Bethel is located in western Maine, remote enough to be relaxing, but close enough to civilization that there’s never a shortage of activities. The permanent  population is only about 2,600, but tourism supports a larger shop and restaurant industry than you would expect. The area is a year-round destination, with the Sunday River ski resort just 15 minutes away. In summertime it is busy with people riding the gondola and mountain biking the slopes. We were particularly drawn to the area for Sunday River Brewing, a brewpub just off the main road to the resort. When we needed some away time, we headed there to enjoy a flight of eight beers, and when we needed a quick breakfast, we picked up a dozen of their famous fresh-baked donuts. The well-stocked local market in Bethel supplied everything we needed for cooking and when we felt like eating out, there were plenty of options.

Sunday River gondola, Sunday River Brewing, kayaking on Songo Pond.

One of the highlights of any vacation for us is hiking, and this region didn’t disappoint. There are trails of all lengths and for all abilities nearby. For the first hike of the trip, we chose a little warmup route to Bucks and Lapham Ledges just east of Bethel along highway 26. Mostly gentle grades with just a couple of steeper sections led us first to Bucks Ledge and then a spur trail to the south led to Lapham Ledge. Both feature rock outcrops with beautiful views of the surrounding mountains and lakes. At 3.5 miles it was a good way to prepare for the longer hikes in our future.

Holding on tight on the way up to the Eyebrow.

The very next day we scouted out some more mountainous terrain a half hour north of Bethel at Grafton Notch State Park, one of Maine’s premier pieces of public land. This 3,129 acre park and adjacent Mahoosic Public Lands have a ton of hiking options, from mini loops just off the road up to a rugged 12-mile portion of the Appalachian Trail. We were looking for something in the 2-3 hour timeframe, so chose the 2.5-mile Eyebrow Loop. From the parking area, this trail first rises gently, but then climbs an extremely steep route up a mountain. Chains, metal rungs and ladders are anchored into the rock to assist the climb. It gains about 1,000 feet in just over a mile to the loop’s highest point. A point atop the exposed rock “eyebrow” gives a fantastic view down into Grafton Notch, with Old Speck Mountain rising to the right and Baldpate Mountain to the left. To complete the loop, we continued on the Eyebrow Trail a bit farther until it intersected the Appalachian Trail and followed that back down to the parking area. A stream with several small waterfalls and cascades flows alongside this portion of the trail.

If we’d been able to do a longer day hike, taking the Appalachian Trail to the summit of Old Speck, Maine’s fourth highest peak, would have been a great option. Instead, we joined the rest of the group to visit some of Grafton Notch’s more family-friendly sights. Just off the main road there are lots of things to see that require minimal walking. The best is Screw Auger Falls, where the Bear River has cut a narrow, twisting gorge through granite. The main drop is 23 feet high, and above and below are a series of smaller cascades. There is a lot of smooth, exposed rock for lounging and several people were wading in the cool water when we visited. It’s a great picnic spot as well. Just over a mile further north is Mother Walker Falls, where the Bear River tumbles over several small cascades at the bottom of a gorge. It’s not as impressive as Screw Auger, but worth a quick stop if you’re not in a hurry. Nearly back to the Appalachian Trail parking area is Moose Cave, a 0.4 mile loop through a mossy forest to a place where a slab of fallen granite has created a “cave” that the river flows through. This was a great one for the kids.

The rock area just above Screw Auger Falls at Grafton Notch State Park.

Our mid-week plans involved a day trip to nearby Mount Washington in New Hampshire. At 6,289 feet, its summit is the highest point in the northeastern United States and the most prominent (base to summit) east of the Mississippi River. The mountain is also famous for having some the most erratic and extreme weather on Earth due to the Presidential Range’s location at the convergence of several common storm tracks. The Mount Washington Observatory has been collecting climatic data from the summit since 1870, the first such station in the world. On April 12, 1934 instruments observed a wind speed of 231 miles per hour, which is still a record for straight line winds not associated with a tropical system. If you’ve ever seen videos of meteorologists being blown around, there’s a good chance they were on the observation platform on top of Mt. Washington. We planned an early arrival to have the best chance of having clear visibility as the summit is notoriously cloudy later in the day. The Mt. Washington Auto Road is just 40 minutes by car from Bethel. This route climbs 4,618 vertical feet to the summit over the course of 7.6 miles of twisting asphalt and can be driven in private vehicles for a fee. Upon arrival at the summit, it was much cooler and windier, with some fast-moving clouds just skimming the top. By the time we browsed the museum and assorted buildings, the clouds had blown away and we had a perfect, sunny day with views extending 100 miles in all directions. Another popular option for reaching the summit is the Mt. Washington Cog Railway, which makes a three mile ascent up the opposite (western) face of the mountain. Colorful trains carrying hundreds of visitors arrived and departed constantly during our visit.

View from the top of the Tuckerman Ravine Trail on Mount Washington, NH.

By far our most serious hike in the Bethel region was here at Mt. Washington. We parked our car at Pinkham Notch and hitched a ride to the top with others in our group since we planned to hike down via the Tuckerman Ravine Trail. Many miles of hiking trails crisscross the slopes of Mt. Washington, so there’s no shortage of options. Tuckerman Ravine is a convenient option for a day hike since both ends are easily accessible. The trail starts right from the parking lot at the summit and crosses a boulder field for about the first half mile. Cairns mark the way across large, craggy rocks and down a steep decline. This portion was fairly crowded because lots of people hike down just a short distance and then climb back to the top. By the time we got to Tuckerman Crossover, we had lost most of the crowd and were beginning to meet people who had started at the base earlier in the day. Seeing their expressions reaffirmed our decision to only hike down and not up.

Looking down Tuckerman Ravine. “This is the high-fatality part.”

A little further along, we arrived at the lip of Tuckerman Ravine, a yawning, U-shaped valley of rocks and trees. The slope went from steep to nearly vertical. Nick commented “This is the high-fatality part,” referring to the sign at the museum that marked all deaths on Mt Washington. For a half hour, we made our way down with waterfalls splashing down the rocks adjacent to the trail. Nick had one minor slip and was nearly taken out by a falling rock knocked loose from a girl above, and we saw a man with blood running down his leg, so there are definitely hazards. Nearing the lower portion of the ravine, the trail flattens out to a reasonable slope and passes through beautiful evergreen forests before arriving at the Hermit Lake Shelter at mile two. Checking our watches, we realized we’d left almost exactly two hours prior. One mile per hour is definitely not a hiking pace we’re accustomed to. While eating our packed lunch and resting our feet, we chatted with a few hikers traveling both directions, but we’d mostly achieved solitude on the busy mountain. The next two miles are less steep than the upper two, but it’s still a surface of large rocks that requires careful foot placement with each step. Approaching the home stretch, the 100ft Crystal Cascade can be viewed from a small rock overlook. The 50 steps to get up to it are worth it. In total, the hike covered 4.1 miles and descended an incredible 4,239 feet. That’s one of the most consistently steep hikes we’ve ever done. We also lucked out on having a completely clear, sunny day as we hiked.

Mt. Washington was the literal high point of the trip, but the highlights were just getting started as we departed Bethel and headed toward Canada.

Previously: Chicago to Maine
Up Next: Nova Scotia

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Travelogue: Chicago to Maine

July 12-15, 2017
On day one, we rose early and escaped Chicago before rush hour. Lake Shore Drive was traffic free, so with coffee in hand, we entered Indiana within 40 minutes. The tollways across northern Indiana and Ohio are mostly flat and featureless, so after five hours we broke up the drive with a long lunch at Great Lakes Brewing in Cleveland. The day’s destination was another four hours down I-90 at Niagara Falls, New York.

Lost in a sea of blue plastic.

We arrived in late afternoon, got settled in the hotel and then bought tickets for a sparsely-attended 7:00pm Maid of the Mist boat tour. Along with its Canadian counterpart, the Hornblower, these vessels carry thousands of tourists a day to close-up views of the 170 foot waterfalls. From our perch at the front of the upper deck, we enjoyed the gentle mist created by American Falls before the Maid headed right into the center of the pool below the enormous Horseshoe Falls. Water thundered down all around and sheets of wind-blown spray lashed the boat and everyone on it. The ridiculously thin ponchos they provide did more harm than good in this situation, inflating in the swirling gusts and covering either our faces or our shorts, but somehow never both.

Viewing American Falls (foreground) from the observation tower.

On average, 2,407 cubic meters of water tumble into the gorge each second, achieving the highest flow rate of any waterfall in the world over 50 meters high. The perspective from the tour boats is impressive, and it’s one of the few angles where the gaudy casinos in Ontario are hidden from view. After returning to the dock, we avoided the Rainforest Cafe crowd and found a nice dinner of pizza and tapas nearby at Wine on Third. Fireworks were scheduled for 10:00, so we took in the show while giant LED lights bathed the waterfalls in a variety of rotating hues. A sudden downpour dispersed the crowd, but since we don’t melt in the rain, we hung around to enjoy the view from the observation tower.

The following morning was another wet one. A Google Maps search for breakfast led us to some amazing pain au chocolat at La Patisserie at Niagara Falls Culinary Institute. The pouring rain and flash flood warnings weren’t a deterrent to the rest of our morning plans, since we were headed to the Cave of the Winds attraction, where we’d surely get soaked. After taking an elevator 170 feet underground, a tunnel exits the base of the bluff and leads to a series of wooden boardwalks built over and around the boulders at the base of American Falls. One platform known as the “Hurricane Deck” allows visitors to get within 10 feet of the water crashing onto the rocks below Bridal Veil Falls. It’s quite the experience to feel the full force of water and wind, the most surprising thing being the bathwater-warm temperature. Don’t worry about your footwear getting soaked because they provide super-stylish free sandals for your journey, but clothing may get damp because the thin, ponchos (yellow this time!) they hand out are no match for the water… a recurring theme here. A little moisture was worth it, because this is the most memorable attraction at Niagara Falls in our opinion. The whole area has an odd vibe, with the nature of the waterfall juxtaposed with the wall of high rise hotels across the gorge and the carnival atmosphere of area vendors. The majority of the center of Niagara Falls, New York seems to have been been torn down and replaced with a giant casino, parking lots and generic hotels, so don’t expect a charming or historic urban experience. For more scenic views, head to the section of Niagara Falls State Park on Goat Island. The lovely landscaping was designed by Fredrick Law Olmstead and Calvert Vaux of Central Park fame, and the island features close up vantage points of the brink of both falls.

Fort Stanwix replica in Rome, NY.

The rest of day two was a highway trek across upstate New York. We had a campsite booked in the Adirondacks, and visited Fort Stanwix along the route in Rome. The colonial fort hosted some historic revolution-era events, and the site became a National Monument in 1935. In the 1970s a replica was built from the original foundations up. Today it provides a unique depiction of what life was like when upstate New York was the frontier.

Just outside of Rome, the roads became curvy and scenic as we entered the Adirondack Park region. At 9,375 square miles, it contains the largest protected wilderness east of the Mississippi River. It is home to a wide variety of plant and animal habitats, 3,000 lakes, 30,000 miles of rivers and the highest mountains in New York state. The Irondequoit Inn on Lake Piseco was our stopping point for the night. We booked one of their campsites, but they also offer lodge rooms and cabins for less outdoorsy types. After setting up our tent we took the “glamping” route and walked to the lodge for dinner. The dining room served dishes well above what we could have achieved on the camp stove. We retired to the tent for some card games, and just before we zipped up for the night a light mist began filtering through the trees. Soon it increased to a light drizzle and within ten minutes it was a full downpour splattering loudly on the rain fly. A pitter-patter on the tent can be relaxing for a few minutes, but it hardly let up for nearly eight hours, making it a restless night for both of us. Packing up a wet and muddy campsite is no picnic either, but the Inn has a shower house where we were able to clean ourselves up before the next leg of travel. Freshly showered, we had breakfast in the lodge and set out.

The Adirondack Mountains are full of scenic drives, so we took a slightly extended route as we made our way east. We traveled along the upper reaches of the Hudson River, where it is surrounded by trees and hills instead of skyscrapers and freeways. In Ticonderoga, New York, we decided to skip the big fort since we had just visited Fort Stanwix. Instead we wanted an overview of the area from Mt. Defiance, an 853 ft hill overlooking Fort Ticonderoga and Lake Champlain. Early in the revolution the peak was thought to be inaccessible, so the Americans didn’t feel the need to defend against it. Eventually the British managed to haul some threatening cannons up there and thus captured the fort without a fight. After being abandoned by the British in 1781 it fell into ruin until being restored for tourism purposes during the 20th century. The road up Mount Defiance is obscure and barely maintained, but it still costs $10 per car. It’s a ripoff since there’s nothing but a picnic shelter and two informational signs, but the view is beautiful. Fort Ticonderoga stands below on the banks of the Lake Champlain and across the water lies an endless succession of green hills and mountains known as Vermont (literal French translation: Green Mountain). After lunch at Libby’s Bakery Cafe in the town of Ticonderoga, we crossed the Lake Champlain Bridge and entered our 48th state. For the record, Alabama and Hawaii are the two we’ve not yet visited. We’ll make it to Hawaii some day…

Overlooking Lake Champlain and Fort Ticonderoga (center left) from Mt. Defiance.

Vermont is probably best known for Ben & Jerry’s Ice Cream, Burton Snowboards and outdoorsy people. Upon entering, two more things that stand out are excruciatingly slow speed limits (boo!) and the lack of view-killing billboards (yay!). Vermont is the second smallest state by population, the 8th smallest by land area, and they proudly declare there are no buildings taller than 124 feet. With just 42,000 residents, Burlington is Vermont’s largest municipality, but being home to the University of Vermont helps give it the cultural character of a much larger place. We walked the quaint pedestrian mall and grabbed a beer at Vermont Pub and Brewery before our dinner reservations at Hen of the Wood. If you find yourself in Burlington, (or their first location in Waterbury) make sure to eat here. Everything was done just right, from the creative cocktails to the locally harvested ingredients and the attentive service. We both immediately jotted down a couple items for potential inclusion in our future “Best of 2017” list. If I gave points for restroom decor, the stuffed deer head in there would rank highly as well.

Burlington also was our first test of the Airbnb experience. We’ve been wanting to try it out for some time, but we always have such good luck with Hotwire or a local motel that we’ve never had the opportunity. We ended up in a super cute coachhouse a short walk north of downtown. We think we’ll regularly add Airbnb to our lodging searches after this (and another good experience a few weeks later in Toronto).

The following morning, we had a quick brunch in neighboring Winooski and then stopped by Montpelier. In keeping with the “Vermont Small” theme, this town of 8,000 is the smallest city to be the capital of a US state. We snapped an obligatory high kick photo on the capitol’s front steps and toured the handsome interior before getting back on the road. After two and a half hours of driving through beautiful, green landscapes of northern Vermont and New Hampshire, we arrived at our home for the next week, the Bingham House in Bethel, Maine.

Up Next: In & Around Bethel, Maine.

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Statistics: Northeast Road Trip 2017

Our summer 2017 trip was the longest we’ve ever taken, leading to some serious information overload. Here it is broken down into some statistics and fun facts.
Click the images for larger view.Road Trip Infographics 1

Road Trip Infographics 2

Road Trip Infographics 3

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30 Breweries, 75 Beers

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Experiencing local flavor is always a goal of ours while on the road. One of our favorite places to find it is craft breweries, because these days it seems almost every town has its own. While having lunch at Great Lakes Brewing in Cleveland on the first day, I decided to note each beer we drank or tasted on the trip. The total went way above what I anticipated, with a final tally of 75 beers from 30 different breweries.

We visited 12 in person (ok, one was a cidery) and the rest we experienced at local bars and restaurants. We didn’t take a sip made in a state or province we didn’t visit, and that wasn’t on purpose, there are just so many ways to drink local we never had to imbibe out of region. If we had to pick a favorite, it would probably be Boxing Rock in Shelburne, Nova Scotia because of its combination of well-crafted beer and cool environment (plus they have a killer logo/branding, so that never hurts in my opinion).

Above is a map of the breweries and below is a list in chronological order, followed by the varieties we had.

  1. Great Lakes : Rally Drum Red Ale
  2. Adirondack : Tangerine Summer Dream, Dirty Blonde
  3. Vermont Pub & Brewery : Dogbite Bitter, Billy Buck Bock
  4. Foam Brewers : Lupi Fresh, Purple One
  5. Fiddlehead : IPA
  6. Stone Corral : Wild Red, Chocolate Maple Porter
  7. Baxter Brewing : Stowaway IPA, Tarantino Lager, Per Diem Porter, Pamola Session Ale
  8. Sunday River : Alt, Long Haul Lager, Redstone, Rapid River Wheat, Mountain Mama IPA, Jamaican Stout, Black Bear Porter, Raspberry Wheat
  9. Sebago : Runabout Red, Simmer Down
  10. Long Trail : Green Blaze IPA
  11. Rising Tide : Daymark APA
  12. Shipyard : Summer Ale
  13. Moosehead : Pale Ale
  14. Rudder’s : Red, Lighthouse Lager, Town Brown, Raspberry Blonde
  15. Boxing Rock : Turn of Fraise, Over the Top, Tropic Thunder, Dark as Keji, Temptation Red
  16. Annapolis Cider : Classic, Crisp & Dry, Strawberry Rhubarb, Geneva Crab Rose, Northern Spy, Hopped Pear
  17. Salty Dog : Pale Ale, Blueberry Wheat
  18. Breton Brewing : Red Shoe Ale, Black Angus, Red Coat, Sons of Hector Brown
  19. Big Spruce : Cereal Killer, Kitchen Party
  20. Alexander Keith’s : Red Amber Ale
  21. Tatamagouche : North Shore Lagered Ale
  22. Garrison : Hoppy Buoy, New Scottish Ale, Tall Ship, Raspberry Wheat, Nut Brown, Irish Red
  23. Two Crows : Pollyanna Wild IPA
  24. Picaroons : Melonhead, Dooryard
  25. Saint Bock : Pénitente, La Réincarnation
  26. Muskoka : Detour Session IPA
  27. Big Rig : Alpha Bomb Unfiltered IPA
  28. Nita Beer Company : Perfectum Stout
  29. Bellwoods : Omertá, Psidiumism, Jutsu, Jelly King
  30. Batch Brewing : Ms. Sally, That’s the Way She Gose eh?, Second to the Last Word, Unrequited, Blood In Orange Out

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