I was originally going to call this post, “A Night of Terror” or “The Night from Hell” but reconsidered in the light of day when things didn’t seem so scary.
Last night was a horrible night for me. That storm that came from the mid-west with all the rain and wind came through Maine last night. Lest you think I am faint of heart, let me explain. Each of the three slideouts on the RV have a canopy over the top to keep leaves and dirt from coming into the RV when the slides are in. These covers sit about four inches above the top of the slide outs. When the wind began last night, the wind would catch the canopies and make a horrible sound like they were being ripped off. In case you haven’t heard, the wind was consistently at around 25 mph with gusts up to 38 mph. Inside the RV, this sounded like we were being blown apart. The wind gusts would also cause some creaking and movement. At 1 o’clock in the morning and I was wide awake hearing all this racket and wondering when we were going to be blown over or blown apart. Jim slept soundly. I got out of bed thinking maybe it wouldn’t sound as bad in the living room. Not true. Out there it sounded like the world was coming to an end. I started to think about tornadoes and how they often come out of these storms so I checked the sky looking for funnel clouds. I told myself I was being silly and to go back to bed. I tried sleeping again but no luck. Tossing and turning was all I could accomplish for about an hour. I got up again. This time I checked Weather.com to see what it said. Sure enough there was a severe wind advisory until 11 am. I read all the tips of what to do during one of these, but there was no information about being inside an RV. I went back to bed and still Jim was sleeping soundly. We are going to die and he doesn’t even know it! I thought about it for a while then decided he needed to know too. I gently woke him up and asked him what we should do. His response was, “There’s nothing you can do. Go back to sleep”. Within seconds he was sleeping soundly again. Lucky for him I don’t believe in physical violence or it might have gotten ugly. Then the rains began drowning out some of the wind noise. Somewhere around 3:30 am I finally fell asleep not because I felt safer, but because I was too tired to care.
The morning came way too soon, but with enough caffeine stimulant, the lack of sleep seemed irrelevant. It continued to rain until around 11:30 am and after lunch we decided to make the best of our last day. We went back to Acadia with no real mission in mind.
High Tide at Thunder Hole in Acadia National Park
Spent some time investigating some of the stores in Ellsworth and finished the day with a wonderful dinner at the Union River Lobster Pot.
Lobster Pot Restaurant in Ellsworth, ME
Lobster Pot Restaurant in Ellsworth, ME
Tomorrow we leave for Farmingdale, Maine that will give us access to southern Maine. Can’t wait to see what adventures await us there.
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