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15 Miles

Last weekend Ziehl and I pulled off our multi-day Bigelow Range / Flagstaff Lake excursion, as per our plan discussed earlier.  Our party unfortunately unraveled towards the last minute, with the final roster consisting of just the two of us.  We made some quick logistics adjustments (less cars, less boats) and went for it.  As it turned out, our shortened roster would actually be the least of our troubles before the end of the trip!  The full trip report follows. Friday We decided it might be prudent to get started as early as possible on Friday.  The original plan called for a Friday afternoon/evening departure with a goal of accommodating most people’s schedules, but now that our team was down to just two, we amended the plan and hit the road around 10 AM.  Ziehl swung by my place with the Pathfinder, I threw all my gear in the trunk, and we were off and running.

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Traverse of the Bigelow Range – Epic

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If you’ve spent more than 10 minutes on this website, then you owe it to yourself to visit this place.  The photos, words and other media which follow surely do no justice to the greatness of the Bigelow Range.  But I’m getting ahead of myself.  Lemme take this one from the top…

Pre- gear-explosion.


Some of you may recall that the plan for this trip was formulated some weeks ago and only recently were we able to pull it off.  It’s not the longest drive, but from Boston it’s far enough that it requires some planning and some time.  An uninterrupted drive from Boston to Stratton, ME via the scenic route is projected to take 5.5 hours.  Of course there is no such thing as an uninterrupted drive from Boston.  Additionally, it was a perfect October weekend.  Combined with my inability to be out of bed when I had planned to be out of it, we ended up arriving quite a bit later than we had planned: around 10 PM.  The last leg of the trip was conducted after dark which was actually a lot cooler than we thought it would be: you really get the feel that you’re in the middle of no where once you cross out of New Hampshire and into Maine.

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