When we reached Bar Harbor on Friday evening, the rain was still pouring down. More was forecast overnight. However, it was supposed to be clearing at dawn. Knowing how unreliable weather forecasts can be, I didn’t want to plan on the weather being clear, but I didn’t want to sleep through a potentially beautiful sunrise. Ah, the life of a photographer. So, I dutifully set the alarm for an hour and a half before sunrise. Fortunately, we were able to scout out the summit and determine that we were only a fifteen minute drive from the summit itself.
When I woke up, I stepped out onto the small balcony of the hotel room wondering if I would see stars or get soaking wet. Unbelievably, I could see some stars and the faint beginnings of dawn on the eastern horizon. Clouds were still streaming by overhead, though. And, they were moving quickly. The clearing storm was giving way to a cool front and the wind was picking up.
Now, at this point in the story, I should interject that watching a sunrise from Cadillac Mountain is a big deal for a lot of people. The mountain isn’t that high – only 1600 feet or so – but it is so close to the eastern most point in the US that it is purported to be the first spot in the country to see the sunrise. A lot of people for varying reasons find that spiritual or just cool and want to be at the summit at sunrise. Add to that the ease of getting to the summit in a car, and you aren’t likely to have the place to yourself unless the weather conditions are truly awful.
After the ritual shower and cup of coffee, we made our way up to the summit. It was windy in Bar Harbor, but there was a full gale blowing on top of Cadillac Mountain. As expected, tons of people were gathering to watch the sunrise. Unfortunately for all of us, the wind was blowing at 60 or 70 knots. If I had been wearing a baseball cap instead of my wool hat, it would certainly have blown off the edge of the mountain. We began scouting for a location that would give us a good foreground and a clear view of the sun rising over the horizon. We actually moved a hundred feet or so down from the summit, partially to shelter us from the wind that was whipping over the summit. At one point, one of tripods – without a camera on it, fortunately – blew over in a wind gust. To say the least, the weather conditions were challenging. I honestly didn’t think that any of my long exposures would come out because of camera shake. I hung my backpack from the center column of my tripod just to it some extra weight and minimize vibration.
The good news about the weather conditions was that the passing storm was clearing the sky and allowing us to view the actual sun rising over the horizon. The first shot is taken as the sun makes its appearance out over the Atlantic. In the foreground you can see Champlain Mountain and some of the islands in Frenchman Bay. The second shot uses a crack in the granite of Cadillac Mountain to lead through the image to one of the pink-hued clouds that was passing by near sunrise. If you look closely at each you can see that the vegetation is blurred because it was moving in the heavy wind.
We shot the sunrise and passing clouds until a bank of clouds obscured the sun for quite a while. By then, we were ready for a second cup of coffee, some hot food, and to get out of the wind and cold. Perhaps it wasn’t the idyllic Cadillac Mountain sunrise that I had anticipated, but it certainly was memorable!