The last time I tried to hike the Camden Hills trails, I had to give up because my knee started to hurt. So, I waved my family and our friends on and instead had a quiet day in Camden. Besides looking out over the water, writing in my journal, and sipping a latte in my favorite Camden coffee shop, I also drove up to the Mt. Battie viewpoint. It is one of my favorite views, with the harbor below and island after island flowing out to the horizon.
When we decided where to hike this weekend, I suggested a return to that day's route, since I missed it the first time. We hiked up to Maiden Cliff, across to Mt. Megunticook, and down to Mt. Battie before descending to Camden. My wonderful husband biked from there back to our car while I walked into town for a cup of coffee. We explored the harbor, filled with large and beautiful ships there for the Windjammer Weekend. Varshed wood and massive sails caught the light of the setting sun and glowed against the blue water. It was the perfect ending to a long day.
The hike drained me physically, because I am out of shape and getting older, but filled me in other ways. It was stunningly beautiful. Cool, hidden glades gave way to wide vistas of first lake and then ocean views. We walked on pine-covered paths and then climbed up and down granite obstacle courses. Along the way we met people as happy to be outside as we were. One had to work for these views, which made them seem valuable. Passing kids sang and laughed as they walked. It brought back memories of many hikes over the years with our children as they grew. It was a good day.
Early in my time in Maine I painted the Mt. Battie view in four seasons. I am looking forward to revisiting the vista again, in paint.