Torrential rain fell upon Mount Desert Island today. I hunkered down inside my trailer for much of the day and thought about how I would manage to get a photo opportunity. I cleaned, read and eventually took the shuttle into Bar Harbor to the library for MORE reading material. By the time I got back to my campsite, the rain had ended but the fog was rolling in thick. I could hear the thunderous roar of the pounding surf from the campground and decided to walk down to the cliffs with my camera and tripod to see if I could somehow conjure up a Day 11 photo.
I stopped at numerous places along the loop road – setting up my tripod and shooting photographs of the tumultuous surf. It sure was impressive but I was having a hard time capturing it on “film.” Eventually, I even picked my way down the slippery rocks to “my cove.” Since it was low tide, the surf was not close enough to be impressive from this angle. It was getting late so I headed back home and that’s when I saw a little used path down to a cliff that I had never discovered before now. I gingerly picked my way down there and, lo and behold, had my picture! A single Seaside Goldenrod was poking up from a crevice in the rock and lent a bit of color to an otherwise drab landscape. You can still see the raindrops clinging to the leaves.
A couple of other photographs taken right before this one are worth posting – one of the water and one of the rocks in “my cove.”