Towards the end of August we planned a trip up to northern Maine. The attraction was a balloon festival.
We camped in Aroostook State Park. It was small, but very quiet and secluded. We hiked, and swam in the lake.
We visited the balloons the first night we arrived.
Because of the weather forecast we didn't get to see the mass ascension that they had planned. We did see a bunch of hot air balloons taking off at a distance though.
The real show came as night fell. They call it the 'Glow'. It was quite pretty.
Dean went up in one (it was tethered) with the girls.
The next day we went on a steep hike. Greta went all the way up with Dean. AnnMarie went pretty far up herself, and I stayed a little lower, but still high up.
The views were spectacular. Thank you AnnMarie for being braver than me and taking the camera up to get the perfect shot.
The yellow is either oats or barley. They don't only grow potatoes up north. They grow grains and broccoli.
This is a picture of Greta and Dean as they finally came into sight. While AnnMarie and I were waiting for them some vultures came around and started circling. We were a little freaked out by that. Were they waiting for us to perish?
We all made it down from the mountain very much alive. We know someone that lives way up there in Maine and we invited her to come to the campsite for breakfast. It was great to visit with someone we know while being so far away from home.
