The alarm clock rang and shook me back to reality. I glanced with one eye at the clock and it was only 5:30 am, but the Energizer Bunny (Jim) next to me jumped up and took control of stopping the loud noise. Unlike me, he didn’t lay back down with his eyes closed. As usual, he clicked into high gear and began moving about with such intent, it was hard to ignore him. This was the morning we were going to watch the sunrise from the West Quoddy Lighthouse, the easternmost point in the USA. Last night it sounded like a much better idea than it did this morning.
We dressed warmly, got some coffee and headed about 4 miles down the road. When we got to the park, it was obvious there were other crazy people in the world because we were not alone. Obviously this is what one does when you vacation in this area. There was a rim of clouds at the horizon and Jim thought it probably was not going to be a good sunrise. All I could imagine was we were going to do this again tomorrow morning as well. UGH! Just then a thin sliver of orange appeared at the horizon. Click, click, click. The cameras all around me began capturing this moment for posterity. Jim said, “God is always on time”. The orange sliver turned into a semi-circle. From the north, you could see a fishing boat heading south to point where it would cross our line of vision in front of the sun and make a beautiful picture. Click, Click, Click. More pictures and silence. I’m not positive, but I think these sunrise worshippers feel a certain reverence when this happens. For me, it’s just that I don’t talk this early in the morning. The orange ball was now complete with a small cloud just creasing the edge and the boat heading into the camera shot. Click. Jim was now alone. All the others had begun walking back to their cars content with the moment captured in their cameras. I looked at Jim and realized he was not finished. He must have read my mind because he expained he wanted to wait for the sun to rise to the point where it cast an orange glow on the water. Of course. Why didn’t I think of that!
I was cold and tired and slowly walked back up the hill to the place we left our truck, leaving the photographer to his profession. Eventually he joined me and when we got back to the RV, Jim showed me the pictures he took. I was blown away. Check the Sunrise Gallery. What do you think?
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