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North America » United States » Maine September 24th 2007

Bongiorno! This year I will be doing my month long trip to Italy. In this blog I will document all of my preparations for the trip. Now this is my first trip so I might be getting a little caried away but…my plan is to take a one month vacation every year. BUT I plan to research the country extensively throughout the year. This includes learning history, culture, geography, music, wine, food and last but not least, language(hopefully fluently). I also want to educate others. I had an idea to present this whole thing to school kids. Have them follow my research with me etc. Anyhow, I’m super excited and can’t wait to share with everyone every step toward Italy this year…or spring 2009 as the case may be=) So…here we go. So far I have ... read more

North America » United States » Maine September 23rd 2007

Sunday, September 23rd, 2007. Penobscot River, Maine. First day of autumn. Darrin broke camp and continued down the Penobscot River, where he noted landscape changes indicative of the more northern landscape he had gradually transitioned to. The forests were increasingly boreal in composition, with very few hardwoods. On the Penobscot, Darrin paddled through some nice class one rapids, and saw lots of fly fishermen and moose hunters. Soon he paddled onto Chesuncook Lake, where the wind was so strong that he could see dust devils on exposed beaches where the Lake was drawn down. On Chesuncook, Darrin pulled over to the lakeshore, beached his canoe, and hiked about a mile inland to Chesuncook Village. There he discovered two of establishments that composed this village: a small church, and a general store. The general store had just ... read more

North America » United States » Maine September 22nd 2007

Saturday, September 22nd, 2007. Moosehead Lake, Maine. Darrin awoke to cloudy, windy weather. Three and four-foot waves were raging, and he couldn’t see across Moosehead Lake. He munched an energy bar, and immediately broke camp in hopes of completing some miles before the already-brutal wind got any stronger. Once on the water, his canoe was struck by waves lapping over the sides. When he headed to land for the Northeast Carry portage, the wind shoved him securely onto shore. He portaged the Northeast Carry on a dirt road, along which he stopped at a country store for breakfast. Next he put onto the West Branch of the Penobscot River, where he saw muskrats, cormorants, and beaver. By mid-afternoon, he pulled onto Thoreau Island where Henry David Thoreau had camped during his time in Maine. It wasn’t ... read more
Ballsy Inquiring about Food

North America » United States » Maine September 18th 2007

"I'm definately NOT returning to work at camp this summer, this last one, or any residential one really." Smiling as I look at summer photos, and laughing aloud as I remember all of the amazing children I was able to interact with, makes me question my statement once said with such certainty. At least for a moment. Although the kids were most definitely the most enjoyable part of the summer, Maine in all its wildness and beauty was right there, too. Acadia, Baxter, and the local ponds, coastal towns, falls, and wildlife were spectacular. Getting back down to Tennessee to see my family was a necessary precurser to a cold winter in New York! My cousins have the most beautiful babies in the world! Okay, so now I'm in yet another paradise on Earth, the ... read more
Katahdin Stream Falls
Daicy Pond
Jeremy Jo-the alfa male llama

North America » United States » Maine September 17th 2007

Monday, September 17th through Friday, September 21st, The Birches Resort, Rockwood, Maine. Darrin had a great week at the Birches Resort. Owned by John Willard, a Maine guide, pilot, and member of the Board of the Northern Forest Canoe Trail organization; The Birches dates back to the 1920’s (at which time it was under different ownership), and provides all the ambience one can imagine in the remote Maine Woods. Situated on the shores of Moosehead Lake, The Birches offers a variety of rustic cabins, plus a classic log-sided main lodge with an old stone fireplace, a dining room with views of the lake, and a bar with unique touches like chairs carved from huge tree stumps. Over the course of the week, Darrin explored some of the 11,000 acres that compose The Birches’ property. He rented ... read more
Persistent Plants
Rock in Moosehead Lake

North America » United States » Maine September 16th 2007

Sunday, September 16th, 2007. Along Demo Road Portage, Maine. Darrin awoke to frost on his tent and boat. After a quick breakfast, he broke camp and set out to complete the portage. It wasn’t more than a quarter mile before he was very glad he’d left the second half for daylight. The remainder of the trail was freshly cut, with sharp stumps and sections so narrow he could hardly fit his canoe. The trail was lined by thick stands of fir, fir so dense that there was no way he would have seen his way through in dimming light. After finally making his way through the fir, Darrin put onto Brassua Lake. On Brassua, a steady tailwind created big waves and propelled him across the lake to Brassua Dam. He portaged around the dam, and was ... read more

North America » United States » Maine September 15th 2007

Saturday, September 15th. Jackman, Maine. It was raining early in the morning, so it was late - about 10am - when Darrin left Jackman and headed down the Moose, a slow, meandering, remote little river. A few miles from Jackman, the Moose empties into Long Pond, where Darrin found himself surrounded by wild rice and lowland banks of old, eroded bedrock. The scene reminded him of a section of the Sasaginnigak, a river we’d paddled together in Manitoba. (The river, in fact, where’d we’d gotten our canoe inextricably wedged in a rapid, and subsequently used a signal mirror to flag a rescue plane. But that’s a different story for a different day.) Darrin continued on Long Pond. Eventually the rain stopped and the wind picked up, creating long tailwinds that pushed Darrin across the Pond. Long ... read more

North America » United States » Maine September 13th 2007

Thursday, September 13th, 2007. Flagstaff Lake, Maine. By Thursday morning, the wind had subsided enough for Darrin to complete his crossing of Flagstaff Lake. The Lake, however, wasn’t going to let him go without other challenges. Flagstaff is characterized by shallow water covering sections of wide, rocky shoals. The shoals are hidden; they can only be seen when one is about to beach upon them. While usually not dangerous, beaching on shoals is annoyingly disruptive to one’s paddling rhythm. Flagstaff’s water level was particularly low, leaving the shoals more exposed than usual; to avoid them, Darrin kept a slow pace. Entire bays were also dried up. After crossing Flagstaff, Darrin found his next waterway dry as well. He ended up dragging his canoe up Little Spencer Stream, and then portaging a long, hard, five miles on ... read more

North America » United States » Maine September 11th 2007

Tuesday, September 11th, 2007. Darrin left Stratton on an ominous morning. It was cloudy, with an intense 30-mile per hour wind blowing from the northeast. Determined to get on the water, Darrin headed out anyway. The wind produced huge waves, waves so big that water constantly splashed over the bow of his canoe. After about seven miles, he stopped on a tiny island in the middle of the Lake. There he took shelter within a stand of white pines and set up camp for the night. It was early, but he was tired of fighting the wind. Flagstaff Lake is not huge, but when winds are strong, it’s orientation in relation to prevailing north and westerly winds make navigation challenging. The Lake has a zigzag shape to it; Darrin’s path across it pointed north, then northwest, ... read more
Pine and Light

North America » United States » Maine September 6th 2007

September 6-11th, 2007, Stratton, Maine. Darrin’s stay in Stratton lasted five days. There he met many Appalachian Trail hikers, all of whom he loved reminiscing with. His stay in Stratton was longer than initially planned due to the mysterious wanderings of a package I had sent him. Mailed on August 31st via priority mail, it should certainly have been in Stratton by September 5th when he arrived. The package contained a few grocery items, as well as two maps of upcoming sections of water trail. When the package hadn’t appeared by September 9th, we figured it was missing in transit. When I checked the Postal Service’s online tracking system, it had been received at a sorting facility in Chicago on September 3rd, after which there was no record of it anywhere. Replacing groceries locally was no ... read more




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