After Mount Washington, Choppy and I headed to Maine. The first stop was Acadia National Park, another park I wanted to see mostly because I hadn’t seen it before. I’m going to go ahead and call it the strangest National Park I have visited. For one, the park is very disjointed – as in, the park is not one large park, but several smaller parks mostly spread across an island that together make up the park. What I found even stranger? Mount Desert Island, the main island making up the park, is very developed. As in, once I got there, I realized that Bar Harbor is on the same island (and yes, some of you New England folks are wondering how I didn’t know this piece of information, but then again, my home in Indiana is almost as close to Key West as it is to Bar Harbor).

And so, with that said, here’s something that some of you probably won’t like: I didn’t really like Acadia. It was pretty, but nothing you can’t see in elsewhere. There were lots of tourists, even though I was there before the high summer season began. And I say this even though it is one of the very few National Parks where dogs are allowed pretty much anywhere. Of course, this didn’t stop me from taking pictures.

Once I got the tent set up, Choppy and I headed out for a quick hike. The sign at the beginning of the trail warned "You are entering the backcountry." Funny, I don't think of 4G service while I am in the backcountry. If I can order a pizza to the place, I'm going with it not being the backcountry.
Once I got the tent set up, Choppy and I headed out for a quick hike. The sign at the beginning of the trail warned “You are entering the backcountry.” Funny, when I head into the backcountry, I don’t expect to have 4G service. Or many restaurants within a few miles. If I can use my cell phone to order a pizza to the trail, I’m going with it not being the backcountry.
Here's Choppy on a rock somewhere on the hike. And, that's it. Choppy on a rock.
Here’s Choppy on a rock somewhere on the hike. And, that’s it. Choppy on a rock.
Fun with perspective! Choppy the Giant Dog! I'd like to say I planned this, but it was just accidental.
Fun with perspective! Choppy the Giant Dog! I’d like to say I planned this, but it was just accidental.
Choppy on a rock. Again. Though this is a taller rock. With more people around.
Choppy on a rock. Again. Though this is a taller rock. With more people around.
On the way out of Acadia, I saw this sign at a liquor store. Love it.
On the way out of Acadia, I saw this sign at a liquor store. “We got the booze like Jagger.” Love it.
Maine's state name seems to encourage the use of puns. They should get together with the pet bloggers.
Maine’s state name seems to encourage the use of puns. They should get together with the pet bloggers.
When you cross the 45th parallel in Maine, they have this nifty little sign (and, if you're in my car, you have to listen to a little Jimmy Buffett).
When you cross the 45th parallel in Maine, they have this nifty little sign (and, if you’re in my car, you have to listen to Jimmy Buffett, because if you’re halfway between the North Pole and the equator, that is certainly a latitude change).
Personally, I preferred this gift shop marker on the 45th Parallel.
Personally, I preferred this gift shop marker on the 45th Parallel.
OK, this isn't Maine. This is Key West. Choppy is standing at one end of U.S. 1...
OK, this isn’t Maine. This is Key West. Choppy is standing at one end of U.S. 1…
...and here she is standing at the Maine end of U.S. 1., 2,369 miles away.
…and here she is standing at the Maine end of U.S. 1., a mere 2,369 miles (and many latitudes) away from Key West.
And finally, this. I'm guessing this is one bet that didn't pay off.
And finally, this. I’m guessing this is one bet that didn’t pay off.