My 28th birthday couldn't have been better. We flew into Boston, rented a car and headed north for hiking in actual autumn.
We stopped in Portland, Maine for the night and made the best choice to eat at Eventide. Guys, find the cheapest ticket to Portland and treat yourself to some dang seafood at this place. We indulged and got three kinds of the 10+ local oysters, lobster roll, clam chowder with a unique touch of seaweed, perfectly flavored ceviche, tuna tartar, and two desserts. Everything was so fresh and delish with their own little flare, the atmosphere was so lively and cozy at the same time... Ya gotta go. I liked the oysters and I don't even like oysters.
It was only a one night stand with Portland as we were stoked to get to Acadia, but I think I'd see her again.
So we drove up the picturesque New England highway, enjoying the foliage for which we booked this trip. I wanted to pop into the first 3 antique shops I saw, but then we after about twenty-five more I was ready to yell at the stores to get another life.
In Acadia, we did 3 hikes in two days; the Beehive, Jordan Pond and Sergeant Mountain, and Precipice. Beehive was great with beautiful views, interesting ladder features and rocks to climb. Jordan Pond was just walking around a pond--- a beautiful pond nonetheless, but a bit too easy, so we trailed off to Sergeant Mountain which was much more challenging and rewarding.
I did not want to do the Precipice Trail, which was an unusually strong oppositional feeling I don't normally get from those types of activities, so I thought I'd trust my gut. But then after hours of hiking and maybe exhaustion from the first hard trek, I caved and agreed. The amount of hikers that accepted the challenge comforted me, as I didn't think that many people would be as experienced as I thought you needed to be for this hike. So clearly, it was that the hike was just easier than I was expecting. It was quite the experience and so glad we did it. NOT as scary as they make it out. Dylan wound up being the scaredy one after all of that.
After two days of getting our hiking fill, we headed to Boston to visit Amy and Sal. We had a great visit with these two, as expected, wondering around the Asian market and eating Ramen, as mentioned in our honeymoon recap. Our last day there was spent walking walking walking. Walked through the brown stones on Beacon St--- one of my favs, along the Charles River, to the Old North Church, along the foggy wharf, to the Boston library to do some research on cemeteries, through China Town in search of pho, and back to the North End for dinner at Giacamos with our lovely hosts. We attempted to go out to a bar but... I'm old now and staying in for homemade cucumber gin and tonics, in a quiet place, with my constraining shoes off sounded all too appealing. Like I said... old.
Needless to say, our seafood-loving bellies were happy, my feet were blistered, and my hiking heart was full.
Happy birthday to me.
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