This time I did not just say it, I lived it! I remember Maine since I was there a few weeks ago. Recently, I managed to describe the more humid portion of my trip. Maybe you read it and noticed my impressive usage of literary devices or at least me mentioning literary devices. Considering I managed to work 12 hours at my real job today, I am just glad I can type out the words literary and device so I will not even consider trying to use them. Regardless of my abundance or lack of literary devices, I spent a rainy first day in Maine.
But consider this...
And that little ginger girl was right! The sun did come out the next day though I was unwilling to place any bets on the chance of precipitation. I do not have to go far down to reach my bottom dollar, but I was unwilling to reach for it. The sun did come up eventually that afternoon. And the sun was not blocked by rain clouds for the rest of the weekend. With the arrival of the gorgeous sunshine to the coast of Maine afternoon I returned to Acadia National Park to tackle the Beehive. It was sort of like the swallows returning to Capistrano, but different.
The Beehive is not the most dangerous/exciting trail in the world or even Acadia National Park. The Precipice Trail is closed during the spring and summer for osprey to nest. The Beehive trail is almost always available for a climb up. The rock outcropping appears to just straight out of the soil of Mount Desert Island and invite or maybe dare foolhardy souls to try and climb it.
Here it is on the cloudy day before this particular fool climbed it. Though not very tall, the Beehive juts menacingly above the trees then observed from the Sandy Beach. 
Fortunately, there were no real bees to make the rock outcropping even more exciting.
Tommy Boy - A funny movie is a click away
Fortunately, there were no real bees to make the rock outcropping even more exciting.Tommy Boy - A funny movie is a click away
Look at that!
Two videos in one post!
That must be some kind of record!
Back to the original topic, the Beehive is well-known for the short trail that ascends it because the trail is so steep that at some points it features iron rungs to assist in climbing. That is why we saved the Beehive for a sunny day - iron rungs are especially slippery when wet. Initially, the Chief Photographer and I had some difficult finding the trail that led to the iron rungs. We turned a little earlier at what we thought was the Beehive trail.
We managed to find a goat's foot but no iron rungs.
After carefully consulting the map we realized if you just look for the giant rock pile, it is hard to get lost...
After realizing just how dumb we were for not just looking for the giant cairn aka rock pile, CP and I began the hardest, steepest part of the Beehive Trail. The trail is not a handicap accessible trail. You certainly will not make it up iron rungs with a cane, walker, or wheelchair. The trail is not so difficult that children can't make it up. If I were a parent taking my kids up this trail they might be on one of those leashes people keep their kids on these days. The dangers are real, but not so prevalent you need to be an expert rock climber to reach the summit. It is pretty cool to see iron rungs attached to rocks sporadically. In all honesty, the iron rungs are the main reason I wanted to go on this trail. I have enough pictures of me looking manly, standing in forest landscapes.
If you can believe it, CP and I managed to reach the top of the Beehive without incident. (I like the CP nickname even though she gave it to herself.) At the top, we supped on PB&J the official sandwich of Pics of Me in Front of Stuff, relaxed in the gorgeous sunshine, and enjoyed the view. That was a common theme in Maine and Acadia National Park the entire weekend. I recommend heading there and doing the same.
Two videos in one post!
That must be some kind of record!
Back to the original topic, the Beehive is well-known for the short trail that ascends it because the trail is so steep that at some points it features iron rungs to assist in climbing. That is why we saved the Beehive for a sunny day - iron rungs are especially slippery when wet. Initially, the Chief Photographer and I had some difficult finding the trail that led to the iron rungs. We turned a little earlier at what we thought was the Beehive trail.
We managed to find a goat's foot but no iron rungs.
After carefully consulting the map we realized if you just look for the giant rock pile, it is hard to get lost...
After realizing just how dumb we were for not just looking for the giant cairn aka rock pile, CP and I began the hardest, steepest part of the Beehive Trail. The trail is not a handicap accessible trail. You certainly will not make it up iron rungs with a cane, walker, or wheelchair. The trail is not so difficult that children can't make it up. If I were a parent taking my kids up this trail they might be on one of those leashes people keep their kids on these days. The dangers are real, but not so prevalent you need to be an expert rock climber to reach the summit. It is pretty cool to see iron rungs attached to rocks sporadically. In all honesty, the iron rungs are the main reason I wanted to go on this trail. I have enough pictures of me looking manly, standing in forest landscapes.Like this one.
I had zero pictures of me climbing iron rungs in the woods in a manly fashion, until now.
If you can believe it, CP and I managed to reach the top of the Beehive without incident. (I like the CP nickname even though she gave it to herself.) At the top, we supped on PB&J the official sandwich of Pics of Me in Front of Stuff, relaxed in the gorgeous sunshine, and enjoyed the view. That was a common theme in Maine and Acadia National Park the entire weekend. I recommend heading there and doing the same.
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