On a beautiful fall Sunday nothing beats wandering in the Maine countryside. No matter what direction is chosen, the landscape is alive with color.
Heading north, I saw a sign pointing in the direction of the Covered Bridge Motel. Thinking it must be so named because of proximity to a covered bridge finding it became a priority. I wasn’t disappointed as a few miles down the road there it was.
This is Low’s Bridge which spans the Piscataquis River. It was constructed in 1830, however, it has been rebuilt several times thanks to being washed away by floods. The last time the bridge was destroyed was in 1987.
The current bridge was constructed off site and installed on the original stone mason abutments in 1990. Though built to closely resemble the original bridge, improvements were made that will hopefully prevent it from again being destroyed by raging water.
Since it wasn’t too far away, I couldn’t resist going to a favorite general store for a coffee and pastry.
Outside a young man was gathering his gear, and spying his walking stick I asked where he was hiking.
The answer was the Appalachian Trail which ends or begins at the base of Mount Katahdin in Baxter State Park. For him another day or two would complete his journey begun in Georgia on March 23.
We had quite a nice conversation with a couple of things being worth sharing. When asked how the adventure had affected him he answered that he was changed from having spent so many months alone. I queried how and he responded by saying he thought he would be kinder and a better listener. That impressed me as qualities from which we’d all benefit.