Sunrise, Sunset

Today is the only night off that Rance and I will have off together while we're here performing with ImprovAcadia. Larrance and Jen surprised us with this offering now that we have six people in the cast. In the wee hours of the morning we snuck out of the house and drove into Acadia National Park to be on hand to witness the earliest sunrise anywhere in the U.S.

To know Rance at all you would appreciate this monumental occasion. He's a notorious night owl. I will admit to adapting to the actors schedule quite easily and often find myself still in bed at 10:30 or 11am, but not this morning.

After the show last night Rance brought Andrea home, I stayed in town with Pat, Seth and Larrance to play some bocci ball: Jews against Gentiles. Pat and I got our balls handed to us in a crushing lost. It was after midnight by the time I got home. I managed to sneak at least a couple of hours of sleep in, while Rance worked on some photography stuff on the computer.
We were out of the house at 3:45am and on our way to the top of Cadillac Mountain.

With very little traffic we managed to get there by 4:25am with sunrise scheduled for 5am. If we were not awake before we stepped out of the car we were snapped to attention by the chilly wind and the beauty that surrounded us. Intermittently as we awaited, fog rolled in and blocked our view of anything beyond 50 yards. Imagine our anxiety of not knowing if all of our early morning efforts would be wasted. Then as nature often does, something glorious happened. The fog cleared, and just the tiniest of a pinprick of sun appeared on the horizon. It was blanketed in soft clouds that allowed for a brilliant pink shadow to streak across the sky.

Standing on the mountain top with about 40 other people all with cameras documenting this moment in their lives. As quickly as the sun rose completely out of the shadows of the horizon the people were gone, back in their cars and tour buses on the search for another adventure they could document.

Rance and I left to search out food and found it and Jordan's Blueberry Pancake House. The only place open at 5:30 in the morning. We both eagerly anticipated our three egg omelets only to be disappointed to receive the flattest, saddest folded egg concoction with the thickest layer of white cheese imaginable. We ate it anyway, what else are you going to do that early in the morning?

Tonight we'll cap our day off with a sunset kayak cruise in Frenchmen's Bay. Could it be anymore idyllic? Yes, you read it right, both a sunrise and a sunset adventure.