I had visited Acadia a couple of times before, but my trips had been limited to the part of the park on Mt. Desert Island. As I researched the trip, I became intrigued by the other parts of the park, particularly the Schoodic Peninsula. So, after spending three days in the primary part of the park on Mt. Desert Island, we headed northeast to visit the 2000 acres on the mainland.
Even though the Schoodic Peninsula is part of the mainland, it feels like another island and an extension of Acadia. From what I’ve read, the peninsula feels like the rest of the park did a hundred years ago. Because Bar Harbor and Acadia are the primary draws to this part of Maine, once you get north of them, the population thins out quickly. There are other towns and sights northeast of Acadia, but they are few and far between.
Besides another part of Acadia National Park, there are several other attractions on the Schoodic Peninsula. The one that seemed most intriguing to us was the small fishing village of Corea. Even after seeing all of the other fishing villages that we had seen so far, none of them seemed to exude the true flavor of a real Maine seaside village. As we drove down the coast toward Corea, we hoped that this one might fit the bill. And, it did – in spades.
When we arrived in mid-afternoon, the lobster boats had all returned from their day of fishing. The sky was clear with just enough cumulus clouds floating through. The village of Corea surrounded the harbor and even had a perfect, white, New England church with a steeple sitting on the hill overlooking the town. Tom and I just about fell over ourselves looking for the perfect vantage point to capture it all in an image.
We arrived at the local lobster cooperative and asked the manager if we could poke around the dock a bit and take some pictures. She didn’t have a problem with that but warned us to stay on their property and not to trespass on the neighbor’s lawn. As it turned out, the neighbor had the ideal spot to view the village, but we made do nicely with what we had available.
This scene immediately presented itself. Even as we maneuvered around to put the seagull in the foreground, it stayed on its perch as if it were posing. We must have composed twenty or more images with the bird in the image. I took shots with and without our feathered friend, but I like this one the best. To me, Corea is the quintessential Maine fishing village. We had finally found what we were looking for. I’m already looking forward to going back.