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Day 91
Waldboro, ME to Mount Desert Island, ME $15 :: BF, lunch 105.7 mi :: 8.44 hr :: 36.9 mph :: 12.0 mph :: 6079 mi My first glimpse of the Atlantic comes at Rockport. A peek through the trees, a small bay, never a vast expanse. Maine makes the world feel small, everything you see…
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Day 90
Lovell, ME to Waldboro, ME $19 :: BF, lunch, lunch 2, ice cream 101.6 mi :: 8.07 hr :: 41.6 mph :: 12.5 mph :: 5974 mi Hungry by the time I reach Norway for breakfast. Accents! My waitress speaks softly, but with a strong accent. I guess it’s a Maine accent, I’ll see. I…
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Day 89
Lincoln, NH to Lovell, ME $7 :: lunch, ice cream 52.58 mi :: 4.38 hr :: 32.6 mph :: 11.2 mph :: 5872 mi Rained all night. When I wake it has let up, but clouds still loom low. I discover I have lost some food to a chiseler, and I angrily throw rocks at…
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Day 88
Orford, NH to Lincoln, NH $38 :: lunch, movie, caves, grocs 45.45 mi :: 4.40 hr :: 34.3 mph :: 9.6 mph :: 5820 mi I’m ready to go early, so Lee, Vic, and I say our goodbyes and I take off. It has rained all night and is now mist and rain. Since New…
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Day 87
Hancock, VT to Orford, NH $25 :: BF, grocs, campsite 63.81 mi :: 5.52 hr :: 38.1 mph :: 10.8 mph :: 5774mi I descended from clear skies into mist and fog. A cold, dewy morning. Ate a pleasant breakfast in Rochester. I am touring again. Near Bethel I overtake two touring cyclists. We meet…
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Day 86
Middlebury, VT to Hancock, VT $7 :: snacks, smokes 26.26 mi :: 3.04 hr :: 40.1 mph :: 8.5 mph :: 5710 mi It seems like I have endless tasks to finish before I can leave. Phone call to Dad, get packages ready for Mom, Dad, Cynthia, Dewey, and myself. Charge the phone card. Gather…
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Day 85
Middlebury, VT People converge on the house on the hill. Tasha, Frank’s daughter, arrived in the wee hours. She sleeps while I raid the kitchen for BF. On the couch, as I have occupied the hide-a-bed. The kids are fetched from their Father’s. I think of a book title, ‘Dancing with the Unmentionable’. Then Tasha’s…
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Day 84
Middlebury, VT A priceless day with my Aunt Julie. She cooked me eggs-in-a-hole, which I had never had. We walked the nature trail around their property in the rain, storm debris and blowdowns strewn everywhere. The rain and wind continued through the day. The power was out in the entire region, so we lit candles,…
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Day 83
Middlebury, VT I attend a small-town Presbytyrian funeral at which Julie is nervously preparing to sing. The music begins as people sit, she sings a lovely Bach piece with organ and cello. Then there’s a long, ackward silence. I have no idea what’s going on. Then the family comes in with the casket. The minister…
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Book: Into the Wild / Jon Krakauer
How does the father affect the adventures of the son? Krakauer obsesses over one particular case.