It's interesting to see how many people speak of Maine and the connection with GL. I went to a place called Jackman, ME for 18 years....it was log cabins on an island and there was no electricity, we had kerosene lamps and Franklin stoves...went there with a couple of former beaux (one was my exhusband) and then my daughter for years...there is a spot on Route 201 where you leave Skowhegan and head northwest, that was always where we'd have to put on Mountains and Maryann..."the foothills are comin' into sight." And so much of his music is connected with there for me.. we used to go hiking and mountain-climbing. Speaking of trying to see a moose, we actually did see one the first year and then not for another 17..but I didn't realize it was a moose the first time...get this...I came back to camp and told everyone about this strange trail I found in the woods, and in the middle of it there was this donkey! Well, of course they never let me forget that one!! I've been to many places in my life, but I think that Jackman and Attean Lake is the most peaceful beautiful place I've ever seen.
Barbara
Oh, and there was quite a long part of one of the trails where we walked along the railroad tracks....of course, the Canadian railroad...
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