Sept 27, 2013

Campobello and Quoddy Head Lighthouse

East from Acadia/Bar Harbor area.  We took a couple of detours from the ‘main’ (moderate speed two lane but it did have a US number designation) to see more coast and several fishing villages, any one of which might have been the model for Cabot Cove (“Murder She Wrote” locale). 

Back on main(e) road and east, this time as far as we could go in the US.  First we parked and hooked up the carbus in the easternmost RV park in the USA.  Then through Lubec, ME to a bridge.  Half way across the bridge we entered Canada.  On the other side we landed on Campobello Island.  Just a couple miles from the bridge is the ‘cottage’ where FDR spent his summers growing up and as a young family man (and was stricken with Polio).  The island is in Canada but Canada maintains the house, the grounds, several nearby buildings, and several hundred surrounding acres as an International Park in tribute to FDR and to Canadian/US relations.

Roosevelt ‘Cottage’.  Looks very impressive but it really is pretty much a summer only dwelling.  Covered post and beam construction with no insulation.  Only heat was fireplaces and stoves.  Only light was lamps.  Rooms were simple with modest decorations and furnishings.

Living/sitting room.

Dining room.  Note conical item in far corner.

Megaphone used to summon people from beach to meals.

Neighbor ‘cottage’.  Same construction type but a bit more elaborate inside.

This window is original and amazing.  Approx. 5’x8’ blown glass.  Clarity was like it wasn’t there.

Back across the bridge we had a friendly chat with the border agent about how Arnold Schwarzenegger pronounced ‘California’ while he processed our passports.

 

 

On then to one of our trip ‘bucket list’ items.  Quoddy Head Lighthouse sits on the easternmost tip of the USA (drivable or not).  We drove as far as the road would allow.  One more drivable extreme left but not to be this trip.

 

Our RV park is on a little spit that juts into a small bay on a larger bay.  Our camp spot was on the very end.  180 degree unobstructed view of water.  Sue had trouble looking away.

 

This is not a sunset.  It is a reflection of the sunset (to right) off the building above.

 

Sunset over the United States of America (it’s out there)

 

A couple minutes later.