NPS/Bernadette Poirier
The barred owl Bernadette saw on July 28.
August 13, 2009. Today was my last day at Blackwoods, and a lovely conclusion to a lovely summer. I did a little of everything:I zipped around on the moped for morning rounds, answered lots of questions in the kiosk, and swore in at least five junior rangers. The campground is certainly hopping! With the sun,cool breeze, and end of summer fast approaching, we’ve been steadily busy all week. There’s never a dull moment in the kiosk with campers steadily flowing in and out asking about great hikes, whale watching, biking, kayaking, tide pooling,or the weather forecast (which, for a change, features the sun on every single day—I can’t believe it!!)
I must say I’ve had a truly enjoyable summer. I experienced first-hand the inner workings of a national park, met some amazing people, and mingled with wildlife in its natural habitat. Blackwoods Campground’s old forest draped in moss and lichen provided a serene working environment and the Blackwoods rangers worked well together this summer. I head home on Monday morning, and so I will bid Acadia farewell. Happy trails, until we meet again!
—Bernadette
August 9, 2009. My helping of Maine summer splendor is almost completely consumed. I have seven days left of this enriching delight to enjoy before I head back to Michigan, and I intend to make the most of every one.
Tonight as I roamed the campground for midnight rounds, I pondered the concept of national parks. As I check in park visitors who camp at Blackwoods, I notice they’ve travelled from all over the globe—Canada, France, Israel, Germany, Korea, Australia, Scotland—just to come here. A national park brings people together. We may speak different languages, but we all visit Acadia for a taste of Maine landscapes, fresh ocean air, night-time silence, great hikes.
National parks connect people distanced not only by geography, but also time. Think about it. Samuel Champlain, an early explorer of Mount Desert Island; George Dorr, the Father of Acadia; and the rusticators of the nineteenth century experienced the same Acadian beauty we experience today. They beheld Maine’s distant rolling hills while hiking Mound Desert’s mountains. They gazed upon the expansive ocean stretching to the horizon, and worked to share this secret beauty with future generations—with us.
Hooray for national parks connecting people of different lands and times!
—Bernadette
August 6, 2009. Greetings again from Acadia! We are now in August; lots of things have been going on throughout the past month and the park is starting to get busy. July started off kind of slow, mainly due to the weather. It has been raining here a lot and it has been colder than normal. Or so I’ve been told, remember I’m not a local! The weather has really warmed up quite a bit the last week or two and it is starting to be nice out on a regular basis—this really brings the people out and into the park! We have been getting extremely busy at the visitor center with a line of people out the door waiting to get passes. At times you have to force yourself to stop and think about what you are doing because it gets so crazy! Oh well, at least when it is crazy the time goes by fast. Last Thursday was nice because I got to go on a rove assignment in the park. Roving is basically when you go out to either: 1. interact with visitors and help them enjoy the park more, or 2. go out and explore so that you can learn more about the park. My rove followed option two. I got to explore the Carroll Homestead area in the park. This area was a home to a family in the area up until 1917 when they left the home to move into the town of Bar Harbor. The site features the Carroll family home and also some remains of stonework foundations from buildings that used to be on the property. It was nice to be able to get out and explore!
One of the great things about working in parks is the opportunity to meet other people and also to explore a different area of the country. This past month has been full of opportunities to meet other people as there is always something going on, whether it’s a potluck at headquarters, a bonfire at someone’s house, or just hanging out with new friends. Working in parks is a great way to meet new people that have similar interests as you and enjoy doing the same things as you. From working in the parks I have made some close friendships and have also learned a lot about myself through these friendships.
One of my favorite things to do has been to explore the island and also more of the state of Maine. I have discovered some of my favorite spots in the park, which include the Bass Harbor Head Light and the Eagle Lake carriage roads. I enjoy getting out in the park and hiking and seeing the land. I traveled up to the Schoodic Peninsula section of the park. This area has amazing views of the water, as long as the fog hasn’t rolled in! I also had a chance to travel to the Saint Croix Island International Historic Site in Maine and the Campobello International Peace Park in Canada. Saint Croix is neat and they have these amazing almost lifelike sculptures of people depicting different events that happened at the settlement there. It was a neat experience. I also enjoyed traveling to Campobello. Campobello was Franklin and Eleanor Roosevelt’s summer home in New Brunswick, Canada. This home is amazing and the grounds are beautiful. It’s neat to see how both the United States and Canada work to preserve this special place.
Well, until next time, have a good one!
—Kellie
July 28, 2009 (Later That Day. . .). Well, the weather held up! The day ended as beautifully as it began, and I mowed away until the sun sank behind the tree line. Sweet grass and cool evening air waved good-bye to me as I drove from the kiosk, another busy day at the campground under my belt. I had time for a quick hike up the Bear Brook Trail on the north ridge of Champlain Mountain before heading home, so I watched the sun set behind Dorr and Cadillac from Champlain’s summit. Gorgeous! The sun cast shadows on the hills, giving the landscape a mystic appearance. To think I work in a place as enchanting as this!
After sunset I stopped by Echo Lake to gaze upon the scattered stars above, and I saw a barred owl!! He (or she) sat upon a sign, and as I approached, it flew into a tree. It sat incredibly still, head curiously cocked to the side, as I briefly shined my flashlight on it. Owls are fascinating creatures. I savor these daily reminders that life is full of natural wonders. Thank you Acadia, home of beautiful sunsets, naturally dark skies, and lovely nocturnal aviators.
—Bernadette