Our goal today was to get to our new place in Maine. To this aim we managed to Leave the Moose River RV park by 8:30 – pretty good for us. Before leaving I took a picture of our camp, and Cathie had the dogs pose next to the RV mascots.
There is typically a lot of water in New England and after the hard rains of the last few days, even more. I took this video of the Moose River to give you an idea of what I mean.
Moose River running high and fast.
We decided to stay on US 2 even though it is a bit slower. In this part of Vermont, New Hampshire, and Maine it winds its way through the countryside. There are little towns spread out all along the way. It is hard to go more than five miles before encountering another 30 mph section. Businesses seem to be placed at random and often singly along the highway. Many are for auto repair. As we passed one heavily wooded section I saw a small sign stated “For sale by owner”. It struck me that success would be elusive for this owner.
Since the weather was relatively good with occasional direct sun, the tree colors were excellent in our first-time opinion. Sometimes the reddest reds seemed to be lit from within. Very difficult to capture with my phone camera and skill level, but I tried nonetheless.
One of the larger towns we stopped in was Rumford, ME – birthplace of Edmund Muskie. Muskie was a Democrat and served as governor of Maine, US senator, and Secretary of State under Carter. The Androscoggin River flows through town and has some very impressive falls/cataracts. The picture and video below give you a sense of how much water was moving by.
Rumford Falls and Androscoggin River
If you look in the river photo or video you’ll see some figures on the rocks. These are made from steel plate. I suppose since they don’t smell, Cap didn’t notice them at first, but at some point he saw a strange and threatening something or other. He started barking. For a young dog he has a big dog bark. I finally got him to go over so he could sort it all out with his nose. Cap did not seem bothered by Paul Bunyan, who I think is “from” Minnesota.
Finding a place to stop for lunch was a surprising challenge. We expected each of these little towns to have some quaint diner, but most had nothing in this regard that we could identify. We finally stopped at a Timothy Horton fast food place. This chain is new to me when we were in Canada. No need to go back.
The last stretch seemed longer than it actually was. I suppose I had had enough traveling and was looking forward to getting to our Maine barn. We did finally arrive at almost exactly 4:00 pm. I checked the mileage and we had driven 7,933 miles since leaving our home in New Mexico. That is over twice across the country. Quite the crocked route.
The place at 212 Oak Point, Road in Harrington, Maine is quite beautiful. I will post more pictures of the immediate area and wider environs in future posts, but below is a panoramic shot looking toward Flat Bay which is the final part of the inlet. I think we are pretty sheltered from the main Atlantic ocean.
The owners and fellow house exchangers, Richard and Susan, are very open, generous, and interesting. They really made us feel welcome. The highlight of the evening was dinner. Both Richard and Susan cook and I watched the two of them prepare a salmon dinner. The potatoes and Brussel sprouts were from their garden. I’m sure the Sockeye salmon was local. All was delicious.
Eventually it was time to call it a day and end the first part of our journey from New Mexico. Richard helped get us get settled in the barn apartment. It will be quite adequate for us and feels huge compared to the back of the truck. More in future posts.