by booth9c1ss Tue Oct 11, 2016 8:07 pm
Friday evening was nice for those who came early to gather around the fire and catch up. The campground still had most of the facilities operational, so we had a hot water station for doing dishes near our sites, and had access to hot showers.
Saturday morning we gathered in the state park parking lot. Normally this lot would be filled up with campers waiting to check in, but this late in the season, we had the place mostly to ourselves.
When we left, there was heavy fog, but it quickly burned off. We drove down beautiful wooded road under a canopy of amber, orange, and red, passing by small creeks and streams. We stopped by the geological marvel Coos Canyon (pronounced KUSE, like rhyming with goose), then headed up to Height of Land. HoL is a scenic spot that overlooks Mooselookmeguntic lake and Bemis Mountain among others. We then tucked into the woods again.
Along the way, we met a lone hunter walking on the trail. As I approached, I asked about his luck. He said that he flushed a few partridges, but foremost on his mind was that he was being pursued by a large bull moose. He said that he had tried to elude it by crossing a stream and even touching off a shot (12g shotgun). He asked which way we were going and asked for a ride back to his truck. One of us was able to free up a seat.
Fuel and provisions in Rangeley.
Off to Scenic Quill Hill for more panoramas and lunch.
Up and over East Kennebago Mountain, more woods to camp in Eustis.
Sunday we headed North to the woods, but when we turned onto the road we discovered that it was impassible due to bridge/culvert replacement. The work was far enough along that they wouldn't let us through. We were told that they would be done in two hours if we wanted to wait. These are the joys of overland travel. This road had been pre-run and verified open several times this year, as recently as last weekend. But on this day we were not getting through. Neither were the two gentlemen intending to do some repair work on the wind turbines. Fortunately, we had some local information and traversed a slower, longer, but far better route up the mountain and bypassing the construction.
We continued northeast to a WW2 POW camp and walked around, then on to camp just south of Jackman.
Monday morning was a brisk 38 degrees (F) and very windy. We packed up and got into out heated trucks and wandered around and eventually ended up in The Forks for lunch.
Steve
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