Right before I left for Texas, Steve and I took this ten-day trip up to the Maritimes.

Acadia National Park was our stop the first night. It was unseasonably cold, and with frost and no proper sleeping gear, that was my coldest night sleeping ever. Sunset that night at Bar Harbor was really spectacular. Here's a cold gull at 5 am the next morning at the natural sea wall in Acadia, near the campsite. Here is the same seawall a moment before sunrise.

After a day in Acadia, we then moved on to Nova Scotia, first taking the Lighthouse Route around the western and southern shorelines of the province. This is apparently named because you don't actually see any significant lighthouses from the route. Past Halifax, we headed to Cape Breton Island, the northern part of Nova Scotia. A quiet place, there were a lot of small bright-colored houses scattered throughout the countryside. The National Park there had a lot of beautiful hikes through dense woods, including one to McIntosh Falls.

Nova Scotia behind us, the next stop was Prince Edward Island. Waiting several hours in line for the ferry was worth it, as PEI is one of the most beautiful places I've ever visited. Here are some green hills in the early morning fog, and a lighthouse on the ever-near shoreline.

Our last province on this trip was New Bruswick. The Bay of Fundy has the highest tides in the world, as can be seen from the Flowerpots, and the precarious plant life therein. The plants are near the water level at high tide. We stayed in a guest farmhouse that night, where I got to see some relatives.

Our trip ended with a long trip back down through New England, traveling through a multitude of landscapes, including the stunning Desert of Maine.