It was a wet week in Maine and everywhere else in the Northeast.
Maybe the sun came out for one half hour.
But making the most of it, we hiked every day. Half of Isle au Haut, a seven mile long island in Penobscot Bay where we rent a small house, is part of Acadia National Park. There are lovely trails with noone on them, since the island is so remote. We were rewarded at an isolated cove to discover a complete humpback whale skeleton draped over the rocks. The head was up on a bluff. It was eery in the deep fog to come across this behemoth. I was tempted to take home a vertebrae or rib but something told me not to mess with the universe on this one. There is history and power in those old bones. We payed a silent visit and bushwacked our way back to the path. We read, slept, wrote and told ourselves that fog, drizzle and rain aren't so bad. Calley made a friend named Dorrie. They played like puppies all week and had that unique wet dog smell that is not soon forgotten.
3 comments:
That's incredible! I can't imagine coming across that in the eery mist of the northeast coast. It's beautiful! I love peeking in on it from so many miles away. I probably would have done the same thing, not taking a piece back, if I had happened upon it. It's too connected to the past. Thanks for sharing!
Barb,
The bones stay, but you write them down. Rather than a passive contemplation of the bones, think active....how did the bones get there!
Dark and stormy night....a failed navigation system, a misguided harpoon. High seas and surging tides. Full moon bathing the scene...
oh, that's right, it was raining. Shoot.
Use your cool snapshot for a writing class prop.
You get the idea.
What books did you read?
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