Here Comes The Sun

 The day started like this.  With a dense fog shrouding the bay.  But by 10 the fog burned off and the sun started to prevail.
 Acadia still pays tribute to the wealth which created it.  Down one of the hiking trails you get a view of the typical, rocky, Maine coastline.  You also get to see this house, perched on that cliff, with its own harbor.

 Since most of the shore line is rock, a beach made of sand is a big deal.  There is one large one inside the park.  Today, the notice at the beach warned visitors that the bacteria level of the water in the bay exceeded National Park Service safety levels.  A day at the beach became a day in the sand.

 In the afternoon we boarded the Margaret Todd, a schooner, which ended up using its engines most of the trip (really all of the trip) because there was virtually no wind.

 There is a baby bald eagle in the middle of the tree.  It's almost ready to try flight, but it did not happen when we drifted by.  Instead, it practices posing for patriotic messages.

 We know the black blob is marine life.  We think it is a gray seal, but it disappeared before we could get a closer look and a better picture.

Along with the very nice houses around the park, there is are some pretty nice boats in the harbor.  Pick one.