By the first weekend in November, the rush to finish the first part of the kitchen was done. Although the upper cabinets could be assembled over the winter, finishing would have to wait until warmer temperatures returned once more. Now that my hiking buddy was available again, we decided to take part in a guided geology walk up the Mount Battie Road.
The local land trust must have improved its communication of these events, for when we arrived at the parking area of the Camden Hills State Park, I was surprised to find over 50 people ready to take part in this exploration. For some reason, I have a difficult time with geological information but since I had been on a few such walks the information provided just before we started our parade up the road was actually familiar to me. Our guest lecturer, spoke about sea levels during the area’s history, the rising earth formations as the glaciers receded and the debris that was deposited as these glaciers moved.
We then began our march up the auto road. Our guide stopped when he observed the change from level ground to a slight upward movement in elevation. He pointed out a rock deposit not far from the road and explained the different types of rocks located in this one place. Someone asked him about fossils in the area. I found it amusing when he told us that you would not find fossils in the Battie quartzite; that if you found fossils in this area they were “from away” (most likely further north). “From away” is an expression used by Mainers for people who are not originally from the area. When the professor used this term to describe a 10,000 year old rock, I thought “wow, we don’t stand a chance of ever being known as Mainers!”
As we continued up the road, our guest speaker pointed out different features in the rocks. At another stopping point, we studied rocks with iron streaks through them and conglomerates with small round pebbles embedded in them. Further up the road, he climbed up on a rock formation and talked about the direction of the rock formations. I’m afraid that at this point the discussion became a little too difficult for me to follow and I let my attention wander. However, I soon discovered I was not the only one having some difficulty understanding the material, for while I was observing the November colors of the ground vegetation, another participant was studying a snake hiding in the cracks of the rock. Guess we were both poor students.
Shortly after this stop we left the road, and continued our ascent towards the top of Mount Battie along the Tablelands trail. It soon became apparent that we would no longer be able to hear our leader’s comments about his observations, for a trail that could at the most accommodate 2 people walking abreast was severely overtaxed with 50 people trying to follow their guide.
When we emerged from the woods, my husband and I continued towards the edge of Mount Battie to enjoy the views of Sherman’s Point and the Camden Harbor before descending back down the auto road towards home.