A while ago, Laura read something online to the likes of, “You can live in Maine your entire life and you won’t come close to seeing everything.” I’m probably screwing that up, but I’m sure you get the idea. Basically, the gist of it is that Maine’s got a lot to offer. If you are the type to stop and smell the roses, you won’t need to get very far.
Here’s a case in point. Laura and I have been living in Maine for a bit over five months. While it was a difficult Winter, I have to tell you – the only places we’ve really visited are Madison and Farmington. And the real reason I visit Farmington at all is because that’s where my Jiu-Jitsu school is. If Madison didn’t have Hannaford, Madison Animal Hospital and Campbell’s, I’m not sure I would have been away from our property at all. There is so much going on inside our little square mile as far as recreation and entertainment goes, we don’t need much else. But, I do realize we have to eventually get off our duffs and see the state. That’s what today was about.
I remember sitting in Florida during 2013 some time and looking through the mountainous regions of Maine on Google Earth. I had a great time doing that. There were times though that my imagination got the better of me. I’d picture myself cruising through the pines with the windows down, cool air flowing over my arm as I hung it out the window. Those were some good daydreams. Mind you, the Summer I experienced in Florida was like nothing else I’ve ever experienced. It was hotter than all get out and honestly, I had not much else to do but daydream of places like Maine to someday venture to. Sort of like a personal goal, I guess. Something I made a point of doing. As luck would have it, here I sit.
One of the areas of the map I continuously returned to was Eustis. I know it’s just a small town, but really, the area is stunning to look at. Close by are the Cathedral Pines, the Cathedral Pines Campground and Flagstaff Lake, which is just enormous. The campground most likely did it for me. I’d say I’ve been having flashbacks of camping with my family for almost thirty years now. Now those are some days I with I had to do over again. I’m not sure how my mother and father did it, but they managed to choose some real gems of campgrounds to spend our Summer vacations. Gems I’ve been searching for ever since. I think I’m getting close because I’m not sure if I told you this already, but Maine is reminding a lot of when I was a kid. It may be all the nature or the people. Perhaps it’s the culture. Something’s going on up here and it feels pretty good.
Enough of that. Let’s get to the pictures of today’s great adventure. Like usual, I’ll give my description above each photo. And like usual again, if you’d like to see a larger version of a specific picture, all you need to do is click on it. Enjoy.
We started off today’s trip by heading North from Farmington. We passed New Vineyard and New Portland and drove Rt.27 all the way Kingfield. That’s where we took our first photo. I think it’s a bit difficult to take a picture of the town, but I’ll give you an idea of what it looks like as best I can. First, we have a quick photo of what appeared before us as soon as things began getting tight.
Just a few steps further than where I took that first photo was the stunning Herbert Grand Hotel. What a sight to see. It’s clean and in very good shape.
After driving through town, which isn’t a long drive at all, we stopped to grab a shot of the local cemetery. I don’t know – maybe it was just the way the sun was hitting things. It looked peaceful.
And here we are continuing our trip North on Rt.27 past Kingfield. I’m not sure of where we are exactly, but the sign giving us the distance to Canada was worth stopping for.
Now, I’m going to tell you that what we saw so far was really cool. It did justice to what I dreamed about while drooling over Google Earth while sitting in Florida. I was heartened by all the topographical surprises. Honestly though, what we had seen thus far was nothing compared to what we were in store for in the Eustis area. Things were about to get real.
The first “wow” we came across was the causeway just North of Stratton. There was a pull-off where we were able to hop out of the car and snap away with our cameras. I’ll admit it was difficult to delete many of the photos that we took, but I certainly couldn’t post them all here. I whittled them down to two. One that I took of the Bigelow Preserve and one Laura took of some Canada Geese foraging in the dried lake bed.
As beautiful as this area was, I’m telling you, it was nothing compared to what I moved to Maine to see. And that was the same thing we just took pictures of, but more North towards Eustis and just past the Cathedral Pines. What a sight. You’ll get what I’m saying here after you see these next few photos. It took us a while to stop taking pictures, but we eventually walked away and got in the car to trackback a bit. I’ll show you right after these.
The first photo is a wide angle shot of the Bigelow Preserve from the Cathedral Pines area. The second shot is the same thing, but closer. It’s the North face of the preserve. The third shot is me with the wide angle lens, just facing slightly more North and the last shot is me again, facing slightly South, looking at the shore of the Cathedral Pines Campground.
So what are the Cathedral Pines, anyway? Well, it’s an area near Eustis, Maine that holds really tall Red Pines. I’m not sure of their height, but they’re somewhat overwhelming to look at while driving through. The area is also quiet. I think the pines absorb ambient noise. Laura and I commented on the serenity of the area a number of times.
I have some photos of the pines that I’ll post below. The first one is a sign. You get the idea. The second one is the pines in their full glory. The third one is the pines as they line Rt.27 as we head back South and the fourth is another sign, telling us to be careful of the deer.
Now, one area I completely neglected to tell you about on our way North to Eustis is the Sugarloaf ski area. This, in and of itself, is something to see. I think we were so excited to get up North, we waited to photograph the ski area until we headed South again. That’s fine. We did what we had to do. We even drove all the way up the mountain road, until we saw a sign that read, “No Access.” That was pretty far. We saw all the snow grooming machines right past that point. Unfortunately, we were so close to the mountain, we weren’t able to grasp it in all its glory. It was kind of right in our faces. So, we backed up a bit and took our pictures. What I’m showing below isn’t in the exact order we took them, but they make more sense. I’ll start at the beginning.
The first picture is the Sugarloaf ski area sign. The second picture is the mountain from a distance and the third is the mountain more up-close. The fourth picture is a moose crossing sign and the last is a neat area on the ski area road that just looked perfect against the late day sun.
Well, there you have it. Did you like the photo tour of our Maine trip? We sure had a good time. Please leave comments and questions down below.