Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its sixth year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

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May 26, 2015

LAKESIDE NUPTUALS

... saturday last i drove down to the ymca camp on cobbosseecontee lake in winthrop to photograph the wedding of elisa and jason ... it was a beautiful day, everyone was extremely friendly, the food was good and the dj spun some seriously toe-tapping music—once again i thought how lucky i am that people actually pay me to take pictures ...



... what fun—what great, wonderful fun ...

WHAT TIME IS IT?

...  a few weeks ago i noticed my motorcycle's instrument panel lcd clock was resetting every time i started the bike ... i paid little attention to it, other than to think that i might need to affix some sort of stick on clock to the panel ... yesterday, halfway through our "all the towns" tour of franklin county, i discovered that whenever the bike was started the trip odometer was defaulting to 140 miles ...

... last night i did a bit of research ... results were anywhere from "o-m-g, how can bmw charge $1,100 for a tiny little piece like that," to "well, apparently there are some bmw motorcycles that there comes a time when one has to live without a clock or odometer" ... scary one, of course, was "so a dead clock means the entire charging circuit has to be replaced" ...

... i could've taken the motorcycle to bmw—yea, right ... near as i can figure, that's the sort of thing bill gates and donald trump can do when their clocks stop working ... for me it was more, "i'm not paying someone $110/hour when i can figure it out myself" ... so ...

... so, parked in roger's wonderful new garage, i took the bike apart ... blown fuse was easy, after that was the search for the reason it had done so ... no luck with that, but i did find that the bike's radiator was seriously clogged with road oil and debris ... after clearing the radiator (a rather nasty task), i carefully checked and cleaned all the fittings, tightening everything and making sure all the wires were routed properly, then i very carefully reassembled the machine ...

... so far, so good ... no pieces left over, that's always a good sign ... clock's tickin' away, keeps its time even when the bike's turned off and then started again ... odometer is recording properly, too ... tomorrow'll be another "towns tour," that'll be the test ...

TOWNS

... roger's on a mission, his plan being that this summer he will two-wheel his way to every town in maine ... !!! ... memorial day eric and i joined him for a carefully routed circuit of franklin county ... for those of you unfamiliar with maine, this route through the mountains is one of the most scenic drives in the state ...


... taking a little break in eustis, i looked over to discover one of the local residents was thinking of taking a spin on my trusty b.m.w. ...


... eric stayed with us for about half the day, then he had to head home ... i said to him, "you'll be hard pressed in all your travels find someone who has been to industry, maine" ...

... in each locale we stopped for a picture, usually in front of the town hall, library, or, in some of the smaller towns, whatever building we could find that was placarded with the town's name ...


... roger's new honda 500cc motorcycle is 300 pounds lighter than the huge touring bike it replaced, and getting used to the way the much lighter machine bounces around on the poorly paved roads was a bit tiring ...


... back of weld we found a bit of "roadside america" ... 

 ... a great day, especially considering that although we could see snow on the sides of the mountains we never needed to don any of our cold-weather gear ... spring's here, for sure, summer's just around the corner ...

... and, for roger, only about 360 towns to go ...