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Published: September 24th 2012
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Unity, Maine
I woke to the sound of pitter patter on the roof and knew it was a good day to travel. I am told this is typical Maine weather, can be socked in for days. They promise clearing this afternoon, rain tonight and sunny Sunday afternoon. We’ll see.
I showered, dressed, walked Oscar and broke camp and was able to leave at 8:45.
As we traveled north on 95 there was a sign that said, “Look for moose on roadway”. If there is a moose on the road, don’t think you’d miss it.
I am heading north to Unity to go to the Common Ground Fair. It is billed as the organic gardener’s heaven and all newest and latest technologies will be available. Thought it might be like a small county fair and I could get a little local flavor.
Well, what a surprise! There must have been 2,000 cars there, beautifully parked in all the fields this farmer had. It was organized bedlam. They even had 3 tractors pulling wagons to carry people to the entrance. Once you get there, it’s just a zoo. Each car must have had 6 occupants to
account for all the people. I can’t even begin to estimate the number of booths and presenters and food venders and demonstrations there were. They even had a horse whisperer.
There were candle makers, bee keepers, manure managers, solar power experts, wind power experts, black smiths, ornamental iron crafters, wool growers, alpaca farmers, weavers, dye experts, wood burning experts, maple syrup farmers; well you get the idea.
It was truly amazing. I waited in line for 20 min to buy a chicken bar b q sandwich and washed it down with fresh apple cider. Tasted great but eating standing up in the very heavy mist was not pleasant.
I must say I was impressed with how kind and orderly everyone was. You just took your turn and found a path through the crowd and it worked beautifully. Everyone smiled, the kids enjoyed and just a general feeling of merriment.
I think the hippies from the sixties all moved to ME, VT and NH and their offspring have taken over. They even had a building for political protests, I wasn’t going there.
I lasted 3 ½ hours which is a world record for me. Then the
tractor ride and walk to find Pennelope, briefly walk Oscar and I was off for Acadia Nat’l Park.
The ride was beautiful with changing terrain. It’s flat on the coast but got hilly inland with more farms than forests. Every house sells something. These people are survivors.
We arrived at the campground about 4 pm and again it was leveling, hooking up and taking Oscar to see his new neighborhood. There was a camper with 2 mini doxies but they were inside, promised to come out and play tomorrow.
We have a peaceful spot right on the water but the weather is so crappy there is not much to see. It sure smells good though.
I set up my anti-gravity chair, got a drink and my book and thought I died and went to heaven. It is SO quiet here but for the lapping of the water on the rocks. Oh peace!
I talked to Margie on the phone, made last minute arrangements, and anticipated her visit.
She is flying in tomorrow morning, renting a car in Bangor and joining us at the KOA campground.
I had chicken, tomatoes and corn for dinner,
the best corn I have had all season.
This campground has internet so I was able to get on line and publish my blogs. That took til 10 pm and off to bed I went.
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