Maine

A few final words on Maine. I enjoyed the people of Maine. They made the rough weather a lot more tolerable. A particularly memorable visit was had at the Newton Brook rest stop near Rumsford, ME. Margaret, a very nice woman from Nova Scotia stopped to chat with me for a spell, when she walked up she offered a bottle of water, always a pleasant gift to a touring cyclist in the middle of nowhere. She and her husband had just finished a nice canoe trip and were heading home through Maine. Her husband works for the Forestry Department and was studying the local cedar trees. Margaret and I chatted about canoeing and traveling and exploring and it was a nice diversion in the middle of an otherwise wet, cold and somewhat lonely stretch of road.

It was after talking with Margaret that I remembered a comment several friends made prior to the departure of my trip. They, as well as I, were a little concerned that it may get a bit lonely crossing the country on a bicycle. Well, I have to say that I've had few lonely moments since the trip started, and meeting nice people like Margaret makes the trip the joy that it is. I should also add that Newton Brook was a very pretty rest stop, just the kind you would hope to see in a forested and mountainous area like West Central Maine.

In Closing, I am glad to have the Nor Easter behind me, but sad to have missed so many great sights, I'll return again someday!