Acadia’s First Light
The last couple of days (and nights) have been unseasonably warm here in Maine, and with no air conditioning, it makes for uncomfortable sleeping (I detest being hot). So when tossing and turning at 3 a.m. this morning, I decided to try and turn a negative into a positive. I got up and drove to the Ocean Path to watch the sunrise, which is getting later, it now happens just after 5 a.m..
The air was already heavy with humidity and the haze (thanks to the big city smog that drifts this way during these conditions) was hanging over the horizon. Most people who get up (or stay up) to watch the sunrise this time of year choose to go to Cadillac mountain as it is touted as being the first place on the east coast of the United States to see the sunrise. But I wanted to be along the water, and as it turned out, I had the entire stretch of road and rocks to myself. I saw one biker as I was entering the park, then did not see another car or person for the next hour!
So as I hiked along the ocean path, stopping here and there to photograph the rising sun, it was just me, the seagulls, the crows, ducks, and of course, the mosquitos.
BELOW: The stones of “Boulder Beach” looked very white in the early morning light.
If I was going to be awake, what better place to start the new day?