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Tea Two with the Friar and Gibraltar

Wednesday August 28, 2013
Campobello Island
New Brunswick, Canada



We wake up to pea soup fog.


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Not a sign of any water outside our front window.

Darn, thought I might go out early before everyone else is up and enjoy the quiet or maybe the loons. The other end of the campground is fogging away.  I can barely see the swing and the arbor.  I have to zoom in to get this shot.




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Wonder what our new neighbors think of this fog? Isn’t their Airstream great??


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What to do given this fog??   HAVE TEA!!


We were going to hike the Coastal Trail at West Quoddy Lighthouse but there isn’t any coast to see.

So do we wait until it burns off or we do something that requires no view? How about we’ll go back and have that 2nd tea with Eleanor that I wanted to do before we leave here.

And so we do.

By the time we get over to Campobello the fog is slowly lifting. We get free tickets for tea at Eleanor’s favorite time of 3:00 ADT and then decide we’ll hike down to see the Friar  since it is low tide and we can walk along the beach. Notice how good I’m getting at this tide business?


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The information says, take the trail through the woods and IF it is low tide you can walk the beach back. Well I’m not taking any chances losing low tide, so we will walk the beach over.







The Friar is a stone chimney sitting just off a point known as Friar’s head. 

David scopes it out with his binoculars in the picture above.  It’s that little thing in the water at the end of the point.  It doesn’t look too far from here does it?


Here’s a zoomed in picture so you can see where we are going.


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It’s a great gravely rock shoreline until we get around this corner.


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We find huge cliffs, bigger rocks and hairy boulders.  Still not too bad, we can make it across on the big rocks by just being careful.   But where is the Friar?


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This turns into another big rocks and slippery seaweed jaunt.


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Really slippery.  Now what?




I look back at David.  He’s not coming.

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I can’t get any closer than this without crawling on the seaweed covered rocks so I’m going to have to give up on the picture angle which shows that the Friar is not attached to the mainland at the bottom as he looks but rather is standing out in the water some feet from the shore. 



Darn.  Even at low tide, I can’t get over there. 


Look VERY closely for my blue shirt and light sweatshirt hanging below my waist in the picture below to see how far away I still am.  What look like little rocks I could walk over on my right are actually totally moss covered basketball  sized stones or larger.   David took this picture from his high vantage point quite a bit behind me.   Can you even see me in this landscape?




SO I have to give up and go back.  No small task in itself!   David’s taking pictures of me from above.  I’m taking pictures of him from below.




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I’m thinking the best views of the Friar must be from the water or on postcards.  There is no view from the “overlook” and a hard won view from the beach.  Buy a postcard or take a boat is my advice.


I do make it back around to the stairs.


This takes us up to the nice, easy path, through the wildflowers and the woods, back to the visitor’s center.  No sign of encroaching tide.


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When the trail crosses a service road we meet up with a local woman coming down it picking blackberries.


For jam she tells us.  Or possibly for bars.  She dictates the recipe.  Only she doesn’t remember the exact things that go in the “crumbles”.   She is eager to show us the berries and to tell us about her picking and that the biggest juiciest ones are up out of reach.  But she’s not so eager to have  her picture taken with her berries.


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This is Gibraltar Rock not the Rock of Gibraltar.


We’re back with two hours to spare before “tea time” so we take a short hike to look at Gibraltar Rock.   This is apparently a huge glacial erratic which was brought here from the highlands of mainland New Brunswick and left about 14000 years ago.   The forest has grown up around it.


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The rock is in the Provincial park we stopped at yesterday.  But we start the hike from the International Park end of the trail since that’s shorter and we do not want to be late for tea.





This is definitely a BIG rock but Rock of Gibraltar?  These are Canadians, haven’t they ever seen the real rock??






It’s big on all sides

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Not sure if this tree is trying to climb the rock or just give it a hug. Any opinions?


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And now it’s time for TEA WITH ELEANOR!   It’s Tea Two for us.



We did the tea last week and enjoyed it SO much we wanted to come back again before we leave.  Here’s the post on our first visit with details I won’t repeat if you’d like to read it.  It was pretty much the first thing we did when we got to Lubec.  And it was great which is why we are back to do it again.


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If you are here for the tea, you get to go in the side door directly into the tea room.  Otherwise if you do not have tea tickets but want to view the beautiful Hubbard house  you go in the front door.






We are seated at five tables around the room all of which have lovely linens and table service.  For pictures of those see my first visit.


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Last post I forgot to take a picture of the excerpts of Eleanor’s My Day columns that are posted on one wall.  But while people are getting seated, I do today.


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Darleen welcomes us to the tea and begins the talk about Eleanor Roosevelt’s childhood while Carolyn pours our tea and brings out plates of delicious cookies.  

And now it’s Carolyn’s turn to present and Darleen does tea refills.  This is a bottomless cup of tea.



Carolyn is the main reason we have returned for a second visit.


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Of course the delicious tea and cookies don’t hurt either. 

But Carolyn’s presentation is so enthusiastic and she knows the history of the Roosevelt’s so well that it is a joy to listen.






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She has story after story all told with humor and charm. 

She is telling us about the pictures on the wall and doesn’t even flinch when the typical American tourist knocks on the closed door behind her 30 minutes late and wants to come in.  She and Darleen just bring in a couple more chairs, we all squeeze in, the extra people are accommodated with grace and patience.  Carolyn continues right on. 

Personally I would never have had the nerve to knock on a closed door knowing I am 30 minutes late for an hour long tea and ask to be admitted.  Is that just me???





Carolyn takes all the questions you want to ask during the tea itself and will stay as long as you want after the tea has ended.  I ask her about the delicious cookies and if the recipes are available and she takes my email address and says she will send them to me.  Now that’s above and beyond.




The party’s over, almost.


By now, even though the tea started at 3:00 ADT, it is 5:00 and these people are finished working.  We must let them go on home.  We walk back outside on the wonderful Hubbard House porch. 


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Everyone else has gone and we are admiring the view when Andrea and Rachel come from the front of the house.  It turns out, they are from Virginia and have been best friends for years.  Rachel has come to visit Andrea who moved here 9 years ago.  Andrea’s story is really something.   She was living in Montana when she decided to come to Maine.  She picked Lubec, bought her house over the internet and even though she had it inspected, she says she was shocked at the condition when she moved here sight unseen.   Now that takes some gumption.  But all has turned out well.

Rachel has been to visit every year and I ask her if she’s planning on moving up here.  She says she would but she has an elderly mother for whom she has responsibility.  We talk some about the difficulties with that since I have the same power of attorney and medical power for my father.

It’s great to talk to someone who actually lives in the town or has been coming here for years AND is from your former home state.  They give us a lot of information.  The most important of which is, where to find Baileys.   It’s behind the counter in the grocery store along with the cigarettes.  Now isn’t that a hoot.  Keep all those vices under control.  I thought only Penthouse and Playboy were under the counter.    Thanks Andrea and Rachel!    We do meet the nicest people.


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Just think, all that careful foot work and I could have just sat here on the lawn.


It really is time to be on our way although I don’t think this park ever closes and you could sit here on this porch as long as you want to.  I find that amazing too.  No worries of vandalism?  How nice!

As we start to leave we walk down into the back yard toward the water and what do we see, but the very picture we crawled all over slippery rocks in search of.   There’s the Friar clearly standing just outside the rock at high tide.  Boy does he look small from this distance.  He was huge when I was over there.  I’d still like to see it up close and personal from the water.  Say in my kayak.






And now for some parting beauties!


This will be our last visit to Roosevelt Campobello International Park so I’ll  leave you with some of their magnificent flowers.  I just couldn’t stop myself from taking pictures of the dahlias on my way out.  The roses are from this morning on my way in.   An amazing place.  Don’t miss it!!


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How big are they really?   Better than three times the size of my hand.

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  1. haaa Wicked Whoopies... dang your small font... my ol eyes are getting worse, guess... I think the tree is hugging the rock ... they got uprooted by wind and rain and such and held on to each other... I like that.

    AND again! tea with Eleanor ... love it... wish that Carolyn was this Carolyn... jeeez, I'd love to do something like that. well? why don't I... got Charlie.

    Another great day in Sherry and David world... ! fog tea and mossy rocks... and I will tell you! I would find me a picture on the internet ... you are something else

  2. Sorry you were defeated on your attempt to visit the Friar. But having that tea certainly made up for it. Always some sunshine in your adventures. :c)

    A person who loves and hugs a tree is a tree hugger. A tree hugging a rock? Maybe just passing on the love? ;c)

  3. woops! I don't know what key I just hit, but my comment has disappeared. I have enjoyed your recent travels so much. First Acadia National Park and now Lubec and Campobello. I would have loved the Eleanor Tea. Your blog is so exciting and I envy you your stamina and strength. I would have never attempted the trip to see the friar. I can almost feel my ankles hurting. Thanks so much Sherry for the travelogue. Pat in KS

  4. Wonderful post!! We went by land in search of Friar and never got close. Of course, it was high tide;o(( Thanks for that last photo of Friar...it's a great one!! Sure hope you finally get to hike West Quoddy Coastal Trail in nice weather...it was our favorite:o))

  5. Thanks for taking us to parts of Campobello we didn't have time to do. It is a beautiful place.

  6. I would love the tea (even though I don't often drink the stuff), and the house as well.

  7. You are brave walking on those slippery rocks. I would have never attempted it.

    I love those flowers. They are huge. I actually thought about buying some dahlias the other day, but I've never had good luck with them after the first season. Of course I planted them in Florida.

    I just want you to know I have been reading all your blogs. Most of the time I read them on my cell phone and I think I'll go back and make some comments later on. Of course, I never quite get around to it. Busy, busy....busy.

  8. Happy Labor Day weekend! Yikes! Climbing over seaweed slippery rocks. I would have been crawling the whole way!@#@! So how is the tea and cookie thing free? I figured you'd get free tea and have to pay for the cookies. Nothing is free anymore. The dahlias and roses are beautiful. I particularly like the "spikey" looking ones. At Die's daughter's wedding, one of their friends brought a car full of dahlias from her garden and did all the wedding flowers and they were gorgeous. Keep having fun! I miss you! Love, Pam

  9. "Punctuality" is the politeness of Kings. . .so, NO, I am with you. . .I would not have interrupted a presentation already in progress. . .a couple minutes is one thing. . .half an hour. . .hmmmm?

    Aren't the flowers in this part of the world just glorious? I've been just blown away by the magnificence of all the gardens. . .love it!

  10. How delightful to go to tea. Plus the bonus of a good Ranger to share stories. Bummer about the slippery route to the rock. But I actually like the view better from the yard.

  11. Sherry, you KNOW I love flower pictures . . . and those are just stupendous!

    Virtual hugs,


  12. No way I would ever go in late to a gathering like that. That's just rude.

    Nice effort trying to get to the Friar!

  13. I am so happy that the "Tea with Eleanor" has been such a special event for you. I am thrilled that I have been a part of it and have had the opportunity to meet you both and share my stories with you. As I stated at the tea, I'm not "Uncle Teddy" but I do love to tell stories. I will e-mail you some pictures of the "Old Friar" taken while I was sailing on the Bay. Happy Travels. I will keep in touch. Warmly, Carolyn

  14. How very nice that Carolyn has commented on your blog. Special! Love the pictures of the beautiful flowers, spectacular!

  15. I must agree that Tea with Eleanor was a highlight of our stay here and if you get the chance, you should definitely plan to attend either the 10 AM or 2 PM (EST) teas. Just be sure to go to the Visitor Center early enough to get a ticket - they only give out 20 per tea because that is all they can seat. You will learn much, and I'll bet you will enjoy the cookies and tea too! They do have a donation box for those who wish to support the effort, but they never mention it.

  16. Glad you were able to get back for another tea time. I agree the pics of those flowers are spectacular!

  17. Well, you win for hiking the farthest toward the Friar - I would not have guessed it was not connected to the land - looks like a treacherous walk - surprising they don't have 'hazard extreme/extreme hazard' signs up - I suppose it's not that dangerous and even if you did slip - it doesn't look like you'd go too, too far. The Tea idea is such a good one - what fun! And the flowers - beautiful. Great idea for a day that began with fog :)

  18. I'm stunned. There is actually a hike that y'all have decided is too dangerous. I would have stopped on about 25% of the hikes y'all have taken, so I know for sure that this one was over the top. I know you were disappointed, but you did still get a great picture.

    Thank you for putting your hand by the dahlia. I had no idea that they got that big. So lovely.


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