When the directional signs appeared, I suddenly found myself heading up Cadillac Mt AGAIN. I had been there so many times throughout my visit and yet as my car climbed, I couldn't help but feel exhilarated and ALIVE.
Being early, finding a parking spot was easy this time. It was cold...about 37 degrees and there was a strong Easterly wind. Exiting the car, I put on my backpack, grabbed a hat and was ready to begin my "leisurely walk".
Seeing a sign for the North Ridge Trail and the blue markers, I thought why not? I will say though that once I got off the gravel path and saw what was ahead, I hesitated. However, then my head said...it's what I do.
Following the blue trail markers, and making my way up the granite, suddenly my surroundings grabbed a hold of my soul, making me forget everything.
Feeling more and more like a billy
goat as I climbed, I began to feel a little concerned about just where I was heading.
That was, however, I until I saw the sign.
OMG! Are you kidding???? If this wasn't meant to be, I don't know what was! Following tihs steep, rugged trail along the ledge had led me to THIS!!
Spending the entire morning here with people who shared the same passion was a fitting last day in Acadia.
just seeing, saying, and sharing...
It's What I Do
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