I borrowed N’s bicycle and rode to the head of the Flying Mountain Trail. It’s a fairly short, easy-to-moderate trail that has a big payoff when you get to the top and look down on the bay.
After the hike, I rode into Southwest Harbor and had lunch and stopped in at N’s bookstore, where she was busy and put me to work for a little bit. Then I rode around to the seawall and watched the ocean for awhile.
Although I’m a bicycle commuter, I’m no Lance Armstrong. I’m not used to hills and they really kicked my ass. Twice I had to get off the bike and walk. However, one thrill that’s not available in New Orleans is that of coasting very fast down a long steep hill.
Mount Desert Island is an almost perfect physical landscape—a large island with mountains and beautiful clear lakes in the interior, and rocky beaches and smaller islands a little way off shore.
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