This past weekend had very warm weather; Saturday (7th) was in the 70’s with low humidity and Sunday (8th) was in the lower 80’s with high humidity.
Every night when the Ocean tide goes out it lowers in the Penobscot River’s water causing Class I/II rapids over ledge and a broken down dam right outside of my office; I have always wanted to kayak over the waves as I periodically see other kayakers out on the water at this time. On Saturday evening we loaded up our kayaks on my Thule rack and drove to the company parking lot, crossed the railroad tracks and carefully carried our kayaks down a steep hill onto the river bank. The sun was starting to set illuminating the sky with a golden hew and casting a beautiful warm accent on the water, trees and shore; the Moon started to call the river’s water East to the Atlantic creating a Class I/II rapids. As we were kayaking around the current along the shore Robin started to become hesitant but I was able to talk her into following me; we got to a point where we could idle in the water before the drop in the river bed and prayed and instructed her how to handle the situation (paddle sharply in the opposite direction where you want to go, etc). As we embarked into the current I could hear Robin screaming and yelling from behind, I will admit that I was a little worried as I was wrenched closer to the ominous 3 - 4 foot waves that thundered and roared as if in agony. I was carried by one wave and covered by the next- thankfully I had my kayak skirt on, Robin did not however but since the distance of waves was short her kayak did not fill too high. There were a mother and child on the shore fishing in the distance, I noticed in the corner of my eye that she stood on a rock peering out at us due to Robin’s screams or could it have been in hopes to whiteness action? I treated Robin and myself to Gifford’s Ice Cream afterwards, I ordered caramel cookie dough and she ordered cookie dough.
Sunday after Church at Bangor Baptist we drove to Sand Beach in Bar Harbor to due to the sticky weather. There were more people than I expected, roughly 70 people. We sat our cooler (filled full of picnic goodies) down right above the line where the sand was wet and relaxed. Robin started to make our sandwiches whilst I dug a hole in the sand for our Sigg bottles to stay cool. After eating we tossed the frisbee around for a bit than I “dared” Robin to jump in the icy cold Atlantic; after several attempts and “threats” she ran in and came out red…. I wish I hadn’t forgotten my camera as that would have been a good photo. We want our forthcoming master bedroom to have a sea theme; one of my ideas was to find a lobster claw and crab shell and paint it with some sort of acrylic and hang it on the wall. I found a whole crab partially gutted that I kept and will let the ants and insects clean it out before I harden it. We drove to downtown Bar Harbor and browsed a few stores before heading back to Bangor.