Journeys with Jim: Cold weather didn't damper trip to Maine

Published on Wednesday, 10 January 2018 18:25


On New Year’s Day, the national program that promotes the outdoors by sponsoring First Day Hikes in our state parks across the country, probably didn’t find too much participation from people in the New England states due to the bitter cold, brought to you courtesy of that old pesky polar vortex.

For the last few years, my wife and I have been lucky enough to enjoy three-day weekends at New Years. From what started as a whim, has now grown into a tradition for us to journey up to Maine for the weekend and this year was no exception. This year found us in the town of Lincoln. We had accommodations at the Whitetail Inn. I liked the name, that’s why I wanted to stay there.

We had a very warm, cozy room and good thing as the temperatures outside were, “wicked cold” as they say up north. We arrived at the inn late in the afternoon on Saturday to be greeted by a gusty wind which only helped to chill the air even more - as if it needed any help. When we got up Sunday morning, the thermometer was reading 15 below zero.

By about 9:30 a.m., the temps warmed up to minus 6, so we decided to head out for breakfast. My truck almost failed to start but she whined a bit and chugged to life. I let the engine run for about an hour before we climbed in for the short drive to downtown.

Once into town, we stopped at the only diner in town, which seemed to be very busy as the parking lot out front was full. The odd thing that struck me was that everyone left their cars running the whole time they were in the restaurant.

We parked across the street and as we got to the front door, there was a big sign saying sorry for the inconvenience, our heat went out. “The heat went out?” I said to my wife, “where did it go?” was what I wanted to know. Anyway, we went inside and the waitress explained that the repair guy was just finishing up and the heat would be back on shortly. Although it was a bit cool in restaurant, we enjoyed a nice breakfast and joked a bit with our fellow diners.

A bit later in the morning, we drove out to the small village of Lakeville, Maine to see a small cabin that‘s for sale. The place needed a lot of work but did have potential to be a nice hunting camp for someone.

On the way back to the inn, I decided to drive up to the top of a place called Rollins Mountain to check out the wind farm located on the peak of the hill. I’ve seen windmills before, but have never been up close to one as I parked my truck directly under one of them. It was an experience like something out of a sci-fi movie. The thing had to be 300 feet tall and the blades made a loud whirring noise as they turned. I thought it was pretty cool to be able to be up close and personal with the windmills of Maine.

Posted in The Bristol Press, General Sports on Wednesday, 10 January 2018 18:25. Updated: Wednesday, 10 January 2018 18:27.