We’ve been consistently traveling east since we left Geneva, on Lake Erie, in Ohio. Today we trekked northward from Houlton, up US-1 into the interior, up to the Crown of Maine. Long stretches of highway through woodlands and farmlands. Lots of potato farms. Spudland. We turned off at one point to visit through the fence with some alpacas. There was a store there near the alpaca pasture half a mile off the not so busy highway and no one manning the store. Maybe someday we’ll get another better chance to visit but we are northward bound. John’s directions to their camp were so good that we didn’t get lost until after we passed them. But he and Karen saw us drive by and sent neighbor Millie to catch up with us and lead us to a good turn around spot. Oh! John & Karen’s camp is glorious! Their place on Lake Madawaska epitomizes our concept of On Golden Pond. It’s a summertime small tight knit community on the shore of a beautiful lake with loons sounding in the distance. They took us further north, to the northern end or is it beginning of US-1. We can go no further north without crossing the Canadian border. Those hills over there are in another country! We learned about the Maine/New New Brunswick border wars. And got a gorgeous glimpse of Long Lake. There’s a campground here that we might use for a longer stay someday. We were back to the house in time for a beautiful sunset across Lake Madawaska/Golden Pond.
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