Way up there
Flying to the West, buying a 1987 VW Syncro Westfalia, and driving it back. Portland to Portland, without any mechanical know-how whatsoever.
Spent part of the Fourth weekend in South Arm Campground on Richardson Lake, about 15 miles above Andover.
Nice little campground, exceedingly well-maintained, spectacular natural setting. The weather could not have been better for a leisurely drive into the Maine woods. The van is running great right now.
Campground was a little tight, but dense foliage offered some sense of privacy. No one was more than a few feet off the access road. Canoes and kayaks were available for rent.
Best find of the trip: the Snow Valley Diner in Andover. Great omelette, homemade toast.
After taking the Golden and Greenville Roads through paper company land (23 miles of rocky, dirt roads) and spotting two moose along the way, we ended up at Casey's Spencer Bay Camps.
Into the Maine woods.
Last campsite of the 560-mile trip through the North Woods.
Camping and swimming were great at Big Eddy.
Camping along the rapids of the west branch of the Penobscot River.
Saturday was rainy, but we spent a lot of the time on the road to Baxter State Park, a huge, wild part of Maine in the areas controlled by the lumber companies.
The towns have no names up here and the roads aren't paved.
Canoeing in the shadow of Katahdin
At the wheel on the rutted, rocky roads of Baxter