I knew the rest of the world would catch up to me eventually.
Me…. and my love of rocks.
Take my town’s FB page for example.
Nope.
You can’t have mine…. move along.
Extra rocks?
As if.
I knew the rest of the world would catch up to me eventually.
Me…. and my love of rocks.
Take my town’s FB page for example.
Nope.
You can’t have mine…. move along.
Extra rocks?
As if.
What do you do when you wake up to a rainy morning and you’re on vacation in Bethel?
You visit the Maine Mineral and Gem Museum…
Where it’s all about the rocks!
No, really…. it will be great.
Before we even made it inside there were awesome rocks.
Folded marble? Who doesn’t love that…
And check it, pink girlie rock!
I knew this was going to be good…
So you can imagine my disappointment when we discovered the museum was undergoing renovations and only had one room of rocks open to the public.
One room?
Okay, there was the Maine state fossil.
And one seriously freaky fish.
But….
But…
Only one room of rocks?
Even a chicken sighting didn’t cheer me up.
There weren’t nearly enough fossils.
Or gems and minerals to satisfy me.
But there were some pretty cool space rocks.
And they were certainly out of this world.
Some of them didn’t even look real.
But they’d make a fantastic kitchen countertop all the same.
Moon rocks rock…
But actual martian rocks?
Disappointingly dull…
The final case held Maine tourmaline.
Hugely popular for jewelry up here.
And in honor of our visit…
I had worn my pair of raw Kyanite bracelets.
Do I know how to coordinate or what?
A few polished balls later…
And all too soon…
We were done.
We’d seen all there was to see.
Except for the gift store…
Which had some absolutely fabulous jewelry!! With absolutely fabulous prices… and the husband couldn’t get me out of there quickly enough.
But if they ever finish the renovation, I’d go back.
One can never see too many rocks.
Talk about your out of the way tourist attraction.
Damn.
I kept directing the husband to drive and he kept thinking I was nuts. This place was in the back of beyond, on a dead end road, past a bunch of men with rifles taking target practice in their front yards.
Banjo music? A distinct possibility…
But once we found it, I was glad we persisted.
ARE YOU READY FOR SOME ROCKS? *she sings in her best Hank Williams Jr. voice, which admittedly… is pretty lame*
Rocks!
To be more specific… glacial melt water sculpted rocks.
And what fabulous rocks they were.
Seriously… these rocks rocked.
The forms, the shapes…
Can you imagine the force it took to do this to solid rock?
These were impressive rocks.
And even if you’re not an aficionado like me….
You have to admit, they’re some pretty special hunks of rock.
By the way…
The husband’s ongoing challenge?
Still going.
So to speak.