It was the rocks, the sea, the boats, and the cold air that first grabbed us. Maine is different. Refreshingly different. We were thrilled with just walking around.
The drive up from New Rochelle was not bad and we had a comfortable room in a sweet little old time motel that was within walking distance of everything in Bar Harbor. We just had to walk out the door and we were on an adventure.
We looked in some shop windows then headed to the water.