Cobscook Bay State Park and on to St John NB Canada

Room with a View

Dinner View at Cobscook

Early morning at Cobscook

Colleen & Dirk's Rental RV on left(for P&M)

Outside Cobscook, 24 ft tides...

Much mirth between the girls but wont share?

Canadian Highway

Cobscook State Park Day 11 Sept 27.

Time to hit the road again after a good stay at Bar Harbor. Our destination is Cobscook State Park, about a 100 miles north. This is a "dry" camp site. No WiFi here. We may be lucky to use smoke signals, After all this is northern Maine. Part of the road up here was really rough but no "Rough Road" signs. i guess they feel it could be worse. These are hardy people in this neck of the woods ( is that not a crazy expression - "in this neck of the woods!" Whose neck?We arrived about 1:00 pm No Ranger Bob to meet us -I think tight State Budgets have caused man (and woman) power to be curtailed. ( there is an honor system in place so envelopes are provided to deposit your payment. The daily fee is $19.26.I will easily and conveniently find that 26 cent coin in my pocket)So we set off to find a site. This is really a scenic park with many sites overlooking Whiting bay. This was our choice, a truly beautiful spot. We had dinner watching the moon cast a bead of light across the water . I hope the photograph Dirk has included does justice to this beautiful place.

 

St Johns New Brunswick Canada Day 12 Sept 28.

After the great day and evening at the CobCook site, we were reluctant to leave. This truly is a beautiful park. As we sat around drinking coffee Faye looked admiringly at the Star bucks thermos cup I was using. However we soon discovered that the cup did not come with instructions and was far to technologically advanced for Faye to deal with. You had to lift the spout over, turn the cup 180 degrees and lift. Maybe after a little training ......Well all good things come to an end and we took off for Canada. The Border crossing did not present any problems as we had thought that the mounds of frozen meat and fish we were carrying could be a problem but the border officials could not have been nicer. It could of course have been my charming disposition! We were running short of Charcoal Brickets and singularly the most important provision, Beer . We stopped at a really nice Supermarket. To our surprise, the supermarket did not carry beer or Charcoal They directed us to a store called Canada Tire ! This must be a first. We were going to purchase beer in a tire shop Meanwhile back at the ranch Faye and Colleen could not resist adding to the so far empty basket. On checking out we seemed to have discovered a technical break through. The check out lady directed me to swipe my credit card in an upwards motion rather than the US standard of downward This discovery could reduce the number of swipes you make when using your credit card. On to buying the beer with tires. As for the Charcoal, this is now apparently "out of season". What self respecting male considers 30 F a reason for not cooking out. You cook out in all seasons. I am starting to lose confidence in our northern neighbors .Ok, now what about beer . Well now it appears accents got in the way and we are now directed to a Liquor Store. Another weird thing. To buy beer you have to go into another room that is colder than Antarctica. You have to grab beer, any beer, and exit lest you freeze to death. With all this weirdness, how do they beat us at Hockey..We arrived at our camp site that is more or less like a parking lot - what a transition.Tomorrow the Ferry adventure. Standby for more weirdness. A sail boat possibly with Eskimos ready at the oars?