On 30th, we drove on, stopping to see the Portland lighthouse which was a waste of a long diversion because you couldn't get to it, or so it seemed. The gateway had a sign Government property, keep out. Still we breathed in the fresh scent of the roaring Atlantic and then continued our 3 hour drive to the mountains and lakes of Rangeley.
The trees are just beginning to turn and every so often you are struck by those Autumn hues that are so stunning. There is still a lot of green however and we know from our research that it is hard to predict exactly when you will get the full show. We are now officially 'leaf peepers'. This state is very wealthy and the roads are dotted with weatherboarded houses amongst the woods. Their log stores are about 5 times the size of ours, they need to be given the snowy winters here. They are already well into the Halloween season here - there are pumpkins for sale everywhere and lots already cut with faces or just as they are, on the front 'stoop' of homes. Flower shops sell pumpkins and ball bush chrysanthemums of the same sort of colours as the trees, so pretty.
We found our Airbnb - a lakeside home of which we have the upper floor with the best views over Rangeley Lake. We were welcomed with an apple strudel laid out for us with "Happy Oktoberfest" label attached. And the house is almost as vast as the lake, with 2 living areas (one enormous and both with lake views), 2 bedrooms and a laundry room. Interestingly furnished in an old fashioned Colonial style, heavy dark wood tables and chairs, sofas with lots of cushions, masses of books everywhere, plus plenty of CDs and DVDs, a rocking chair (of course) and a decked area all the way around the outside. We were disconcerted by the fact there were a few clothes in the wardrobes, caps and coats hung on pegs and lots of homemade frozen food in the freezer as well as copious amounts of other food stuffs elsewhere. And although we knew there was no wifi nor TV here, there is also no phone signal, so you are completely cut off which is a weird feeling these days. It took us a while to work out how to get the music system on and the heating on in the bedroom, but once we had done this and Pete had lit the fire and the wine was flowing we began to feel at home. We guess the people who own this live here properly for as much time as they can manage (they use the downstairs as well) hence it feeling like you're trespassing a bit. Other airbnbs are not used by their owners and so are devoid of personal stuff.
The view here is absolutely stunning and I am convinced I can see the trees turning in real time. I heard my first loon which so adds to this atmosphere. Pete of course, has experienced similar terrain in Minnesota. That's how I know it was a loon I heard.
The trees are just beginning to turn and every so often you are struck by those Autumn hues that are so stunning. There is still a lot of green however and we know from our research that it is hard to predict exactly when you will get the full show. We are now officially 'leaf peepers'. This state is very wealthy and the roads are dotted with weatherboarded houses amongst the woods. Their log stores are about 5 times the size of ours, they need to be given the snowy winters here. They are already well into the Halloween season here - there are pumpkins for sale everywhere and lots already cut with faces or just as they are, on the front 'stoop' of homes. Flower shops sell pumpkins and ball bush chrysanthemums of the same sort of colours as the trees, so pretty.
We found our Airbnb - a lakeside home of which we have the upper floor with the best views over Rangeley Lake. We were welcomed with an apple strudel laid out for us with "Happy Oktoberfest" label attached. And the house is almost as vast as the lake, with 2 living areas (one enormous and both with lake views), 2 bedrooms and a laundry room. Interestingly furnished in an old fashioned Colonial style, heavy dark wood tables and chairs, sofas with lots of cushions, masses of books everywhere, plus plenty of CDs and DVDs, a rocking chair (of course) and a decked area all the way around the outside. We were disconcerted by the fact there were a few clothes in the wardrobes, caps and coats hung on pegs and lots of homemade frozen food in the freezer as well as copious amounts of other food stuffs elsewhere. And although we knew there was no wifi nor TV here, there is also no phone signal, so you are completely cut off which is a weird feeling these days. It took us a while to work out how to get the music system on and the heating on in the bedroom, but once we had done this and Pete had lit the fire and the wine was flowing we began to feel at home. We guess the people who own this live here properly for as much time as they can manage (they use the downstairs as well) hence it feeling like you're trespassing a bit. Other airbnbs are not used by their owners and so are devoid of personal stuff.
The view here is absolutely stunning and I am convinced I can see the trees turning in real time. I heard my first loon which so adds to this atmosphere. Pete of course, has experienced similar terrain in Minnesota. That's how I know it was a loon I heard.
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