My latest adventure was a paddling trip from Stonington, Maine to Isle au Haut. Isle au Haut contains a large chunk of Acadia National Park but receives far fewer visitors than Mount Desert Island. The only way to get there is by boat and for me, that means paddling. I brought along my friend Dylan. You never know when you'll need someone to fight a shark. In typical fashion I loaded up my boat with camping gear, safety essentials and a select amount of camera gear. Dylan brought along an assortment of knives and booze.
The first day of our trip welcomed us with weather so pleasant that it was boring. This, combined with the hordes of pleasure boaters on the water, had me kind of disappointed. I had hoped for a wilderness adventure. Where was the wind, waves and sense of doom?
Well, the sense of doom came when we got to our campsite for the first night. The other islands that were available for camping were filled with people and we were forced to stay at a place that we were warned not to stay at. It was filled with mosquitos. Dylan said he was bitten through his wetsuit. It was absolutely awful. Only the small space we had chosen to place out tents had any respite from the little bastards. It was so bad that we didn't leave our tents until morning. Except, of course, to pop the bottle of champagne that Dylan brought with him. He filled a dry bag with seawater and ice from a thermos and we enjoyed chilled bubbly the first night.
More to follow.