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Published: November 6th 2009
The colors are muted this year
A cold and wet start to the year contributed to this end result
Bangor: The Queen City!
Did you know that Dorilus Morrison, the first mayor of Minneapolis, was a Bangor lumber merchant in the 1840s? It seems that Maine-Minnesota connections go back a long way.
On Halloween, I pedaled through town looking for some spoooooky decorations to photograph. I found a few houses that were decked out in creepy glamour. The trend seemed to be to throw spider webbing over conveniently located shrubs and hedges. Halloween was definitely in the air; it was somewhat chilly, and several small witches with brooms kept guard of their houses, waiting for darkness to descend upon their town.
I took the required as asked-after shot of Stephen King's house. The house had been dark until this week, when I saw lights on a few nights ago. The house and yard are very nice and well-kept, but I didn't feel like creeping closer to take a picture of the wrought iron fence out front. It seems like there's always a car crawling along slowly past the house, taking picture after picture. There was in fact one car doing exactly that when I biked past, so my picture was an afterthought.
I decided to be
exercisey and bike over the Penobscot into Brewer to get a shot of the whole town. It was windy and clouds were rolling in, bringing a storm later in the day. The "downtown" of Brewer is somewhat charming, with its stylishly outdated buildings. See if you agree.
When I chose to bike down through town and over the river, I conveniently forgot that I'd have to bike back up the hill to home. Now, naturally I could have walked the bike up the hill. But that would have been so much wimpier than my lame attempt at riding my bike the whole way. I generally choose not to switch gears, making things more difficult for me. I also generally choose not to exercise, also complicating matters. It took much longer than it should have, because I took a detour halfway up to give my legs some horizontal pedaling time. When I finally made it back to my apartment, I promptly fell asleep for 2.5 hours. The hills are a bit steeper here than in Minnesota.
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