Seriously, it was the coolest (it was freezing that day!). In Maine we were about 35 minutes from Canada, and right by the eastern-most point in the US (Quoddy Head State Park – that will be another post). At Quoddy Head State Park there is the West Quoddy lighthouse, that is absolutely beautiful in it’s own right, see below…
However, I just couldn’t see the West Quoddy Light without seeing the East Quoddy Light – right? Well, that would require a short trip to Canada, which meant I would actually have to find my passport and have it on my person, as well as a birth certificate for Madeleine. I don’t know why it took me until my last week in Maine to finally cross the border. (On a short tangent, this was my first time driving across a border – okay, this was my first time crossing a border while not on a cruise – so I was kind of excited for this new adventure. The Canadian border patrol were so very nice and “bien venue-ed” me into Canada. My favorite was them asking what the purpose of my visit was – “well, I’ve never been to Canada before so I thought I would try it out”, somehow the U.S. border patrol did not think this to be a reasonable answer as if no one would have the desire to check out another country, I could feel myself sweating as I was trying to ‘pass the test’ to get back into my country. He (U.S. border patrol) even wanted to check my vehicle – okay, come on, I was on Campobello Island, it barely counts as Canada and it is just about as remote as northern Maine is so I would really have to search hard for trouble, luckily I satisfied whatever lofty requirements they had and made it back – phew!!!, okay so off my tangent) While on Campobello I first stopped at Roosevelt’s former summer cottage. Somehow, his version of a cottage and my version of a cottage are not the same thing…
Did I mention it was cold? It was, but thankfully the scenery made up for the chill.
Next, we wound to the opposite end of the island to the lighthouse. I had to get used to following speed limits in kilometers and having a solid line down the street, instead of two stripes – they only had two stripes if it was a passing zone. Even the stop signs were different, and I had no idea what the yellow checkered sign meant, hope I didn’t break that rule.
In my glimpse of Canada (the short glimpse it was) I was surprised by the roadside cliffs with hardly a guard rail. The cliffs were amazing, and the water was crystal clear .
I soon made it to the East Quoddy Light, having no idea what to expect, I didn’t really research it before hand. I got out of the car and squealed with glee because this is what I saw…
My favorite part of this lighthouse is it’s access.
You could go down these stairs, cross the seaweed beach floor and up stairs on the other side of the cliff to make it to the light (another liability I thought the U.S. would never take – there was hardly anything for you to keep from making a wrong step and plummeting off the cliff – shocking!). I obviously got there at non-low tide so no crossing for me (if only I had done my research!), but the views were breath-taking. A cool geographical note: this area in between Maine and Canada is known as the Bay of Fundy. The Bay of Fundy has the highest tidal change of anywhere in the world, and it’s really quite incredible – it’s somewhere around 55 feet of tidal difference.