One of Acadia’s most popular photography sites is Otter Cliff, a vertical rock face that stands 110 feet above the Atlantic ocean. It is one of the highest headlands in North America, and was the site of a pre-war radio station because of it’s unobstructed ocean path to Europe.
I had never seen the Cliff before this morning! After a night of terrible sleep huddled in my tent in a torrential downpour (Jon slept like a rock), we woke up before dawn and drove the National park loop. After a short hike along an ocean trail, we found ourselves at Boulder Beach – just what it sounds like, minus a few important details: the boulders are quite large and very slippery. There were many photographers looking to catch the glorious sunrise, so Jon took his tripod out, and I sat on a nearby rock, enjoying the morning sun.
Once the sun got higher, we walked further along the trail, enjoying all the ocean views. It was exceptionally hot for mid-October, but I couldn’t resist the beautiful landscape. It was so peaceful, even with other early morning hikers around!
Hungry for breakfast, we returned towards the cliff, but the weather had changed, and the setting was dramatically different. The area was no longer bright, but misty, ominous, and grey. Our first morning in Maine introduced us to two dramatically different Acadias.
It was suddenly time to bundle up, and I couldn’t wait to sit at our camp with a hot coffee and warm, delicious bacon. What an incredible way to spend the morning!