... this morning i decided to do a little back roads wandering ... my "goal" was to end up somewhere near conway ... twisting and turning for about forty minutes, mostly on either unimproved pavement or dirt, i ended up popping out onto route 25 in maine ... those of you with a sense of maine and new hampshire geography will know that i clearly wasn't using either my g.p.s. unit or a map ...
... alongside the road in downtown freedom i passed this giant american flag ...
... i stopped for a few minutes to explore the intersection that is freedom's thriving town center ...
... once i ended up on route 25 i continued on until i found route 160, upon which i headed north ... i took a little side trip when i saw a sign pointing to the "kezar iron works" ... that was nothing like i expected, and the road eventually became a gravelly surface i wasn't comfortable exploring, so i turned back towards the state highway ... in a field alongside the road i chanced upon a most intriguing tale ...
... i finally made my way to north conway, where i searched out adrien's favorite bakery ... alas, it was closed ... i stopped to enjoy a cup of coffee while admiring the view of the mount washington valley, then headed home to cook supper ...
"It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see."
—HENRY DAVID THOREAU