Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Monday July 10th - Canadian Maritimes to New York 2017

We departed Houghton Maine and ended our stay My Brother’s Place campground with Walter and Betty this morning. Since we are traveling with another couple, we headed down Interstate 95, toward Bangor.

We crossed the Captain Ambrose Bear Stream and I made the assumption that it was named after a military man. Well, it was … but, not for any of the branches of service I thought! It used to be known as B Stream in Houlton. Bear, who grew up in Lewiston, is the nonvoting tribal member of the Houlton Band of Maliseet Indians in the Maine House of Representatives. Captain Ambrose Bear Stream was named in recognition of the role one of his ancestors played in the American Revolution. Ambrose Bear was a Maliseet chief in 1777, and historical records show he served under Col. Jonathan Eddy, an officer in George Washington’s Continental Army. Bear is credited for his efforts during the Second Battle of Machias, in which he and other members of the tribe were among the soldiers who fended off an attack of British war ships on the town in what is thought to be one of the first naval engagements of the war. According to the historic records, Bear led a party of 100 canoes and was instrumental in beating back the British as they sought to attack Machias with war ships. Bear also was credited with serving in a raid on British-held Nova Scotia a year earlier. With State lawmakers making requests to rename bridges for other Mainers who played significant roles in the state’s military history, it is fitting to have the stream in Houlton renamed for an American Indian.

We are back in the US … into another season in the states … the Construction season!

Mount Katahdin is the highest mountain in the U.S. state of Maine at 5,267 feet. Named Katahdin by the Penobscot Indians, which means "The Greatest Mountain", Katahdin is the centerpiece of Baxter State Park. Percival P. Baxter was governor of Maine during the years of 1921-1924. He enjoyed fishing and vacationing in the Maine woods throughout childhood and his affection for the land and Maine’s wildlife were instrumental in his creation of a park for people of the State of Maine. He began with the purchase of almost 6,000 acres of land, including Katahdin, Maine’s highest peak. In 1931, Baxter formally donated the parcel to the State of Maine with the condition that it be kept forever wild. 

Over the years, Governor Baxter purchased additional lands and pieced his park together, transaction by transaction. He made his final purchase in 1962. Since then, additional purchases and land gifts have increased the Park’s total size to 204,733 acres. Demonstrating not only enormous generosity, but admirable foresight, Baxter left a trust of nearly 7 million dollars to ensure that Park managers would have sufficient funds to maintain the Park without ever having to compete for Maine taxpayers’ dollars from the general fund account.


The Penobscot River, including its branches, is the longest river entirely in Maine. Its branches originate along the Canadian border in northwestern Maine and then flows 70 miles south to the head of tide in Bangor. The watersheds associated with the Penobscot’s four branches are forested and only sparsely settled and developed. The variety of habitats found throughout the Penobscot drainage support many game fish species, including brook trout, landlocked salmon, smallmouth bass, white perch, and chain pickerel. Anglers can select sections of river to fish based on their preferences for species they desire to catch. The West Branch is noted for both wild brook trout and landlocked salmon. Unlike most Maine landlocked salmon populations, West Branch salmon are unique for spending their entire lives in the river environment. The East Branch of the Penobscot boasts wild brook trout and landlocked salmon fisheries. The Main Stem of the Penobscot offers good fishing for small mouth bass. In addition to the resident smallmouth bass, anadromous game fish species such as Atlantic salmon and striped bass have access to the free flowing section of river.

The Penobscot Tribe (Panawahpskek) are an indigenous people in North America with members who reside in the United States and Canada. They are organized as a federally recognized tribe in Maine and as a First Nations band government in the Atlantic Provinces. They are part of the Wabanaki Confederacy, along with the Abenaki, Passamaquoddy, Maliseet, and Mi'kmaq nations, all of whom historically spoke Algonquian languages. Their main settlement is now the Penobscot Indian Island Reservation, located along the Penobscot River. The word "Penobscot" originates from a mispronunciation of their name for themselves: Penawapskewi. The word means "rocky part" or "descending ledges," and originally referred to their territory on the portion of the Penobscot River between present-day Old Town and Bangor. They had a hunting-gathering society, with the men hunting beaver, otters, moose, bears, caribou, fish, seafood (clams, mussels, fish), birds, and possibly marine mammals such as seals. The women gathered and processed bird eggs, berries, nuts, and roots, all of which were found throughout their native lands.

At Exit 185, on I-95 in Bangor, Betty and Walter continued south … and then there was one! We started as one RV on the 26th of May, we became a three vehicle convoy on the 29th of May, when we met up with Jack & Jackie and Walter & Betty. On the 4th of June, we joined the Yankee RV Caravan and traveled as a group of 20 rigs for the next thirty days. As we all went our separate ways, the three rigs we started with stayed together for a while … we lost Jack & Jackie at the New Brunswick / Quebec border yesterday. And today we lost Walter & Betty and we became one again ….

In Bangor, we had a late breakfast or an early lunch …. Depending on what you ate … with Don & Donna London at Dysart's Truck Stop. 

It was great to visit with them! We have heard about the hard work that they have completed on their home and it was great to see it! They should be very proud of the end result! It was a short visit, but so glad we did it!

We are back into Moose Country! We never saw any Moose, just the signs!

The Kennebec River flows through the heart of Maine, from its origin at Moosehead Lake for more than 100 miles downstream to the head of tide in Augusta. You'll find a variety of environments in which to fish for stocked and wild brook trout, rainbow trout, brown trout, stocked and wild landlocked salmon, smallmouth bass, striped bass and anadromous shad, which return to freshwater to spawn. The uppermost portion reaches flow through a deep gorge noted more for its whitewater rafting than its fishing. Access to the gorge is limited. Below the gorge the gradient moderates, and although access to the river is still limited, you'll find more opportunity to fish this forested, undeveloped stretch. Although you'll be traveling through a very populated area of Maine, you'll be isolated while you're on the Kennebec River in a canoe or kayak.

We transitioned onto 104W. There is a 104 in NY too … have we traveled that far that fast? I doubt it … but it is a nice thought!

According to state records, the entire area now known as Fairfield was originally the Fairfield Plantation.  Settlement in the plantation may date back to 1771 when Jonathan Emery built a house on Emery Hill near the banks of the Kennebec River. Other settlers established themselves nearby and a small community began to develop.  In 1780, William Kendall purchased the mill of an earlier settler (Jonas Dutton) as well as much of the land in the area. The entire village area came to be known as Kendall's Mills. While the Kendall's Mills settlement was developing, a second population center was established.  Nearby, a group of Quakers under the Bowerman brothers established another settlement in North Fairfield in 1782. With one area of the town being primarily industrial and the other primarily agricultural, it is not surprising that differing priorities led to debates and arguments. The dispute came to a head in 1856 and the towns separated. Through the years, the boundaries and size of the town have changed. Land has been offset to Norridgewock and to Bloomfield and land has been added from Benton. Today the town covers nearly 55 square miles and includes the geographic areas of Fairfield Center, Nye's Corner, Hinckley, Larone, North Fairfield, Shawmut, and the downtown area (formerly called Kendall's Mills).

We turned onto Route 139 W and into the town of Norridgewock. It was situated on the New England and Acadia border. The area was once territory of the Norridgewock Indians, a band of the Abenaki nation. English colonists suspected Father Sebastien Rale, the French missionary at the village since 1694, of abetting tribal hostilities against British settlements during the French and Indian Wars. During Father Rale's War, soldiers left Fort Richmond in whaleboats until they reached Taconic Falls, then marched quietly to Norridgewock Village, arriving on August 23, 1724. Battle of Norridgewock was "sharp, short and decisive," leaving 26 warriors slain, 14 wounded and 150 survivors fleeing to Quebec, Canada. Father Rale was among the dead. The British settled the area in 1773, then called Norridgewock Plantation. In 1775, Benedict Arnold and his troops marched through on their way to the Battle of Quebec.

A sawmill was built to manufacture the region's abundant hardwoods, used in local factories to make carriages and furniture. Norridgewock also had a gristmill and granite works. Built in 1849 and replaced in 1929, the 600-foot Norridgewock Covered Bridge across the Kennebec River was the second longest covered bridge in Maine after the 792-foot Bangor Covered Bridge, which was built in 1846 across the Penobscot River to Brewer.




We moved onto Route 2, which will carry us through Maine, New Hampshire and Vermont! 

We saw a jeep with a GR8Top … It offered coverage of the two people in the cab, but leaves the back end open like a pick-up truck … very interesting concept!

We arrived in Farmington, Maine our destination for today. This area was once territory of the Canibas tribe of Abenaki Indians. They had two camps located near Farmington Falls, with fields cleared for cultivation of maize and potatoes. Their fort's stockade enclosed about an acre at the center of what is today Farmington Falls village. A group from Topsham arrived in 1776 to explore the area and lay out a town, called Plantation No. 1 or Sandy River Plantation, but permanent settlement was delayed by the Revolutionary War. In 1781, the first settlers arrived, the same year a sawmill was established. On February 1, 1794, Sandy River Plantation was incorporated as Farmington, named for its unusually fertile soil. Beginning with a cluster of log houses at Farmington Falls, the town grew quickly and prospered. Agriculture was an important early occupation, with hay a principal product. Orchards yielded apples and other fruit. Farmington became one of the largest wool producing towns in New England, with many herds of sheep grazing the hills.

Photo credit: Farmington Community Library
The town's water power attracted industry, including five lumber mills, two sash, blind and door factories, two brickyards, a foundry, a rake factory, three gristmills, nearly a dozen carriage factories, a cheese factory, two corn canning factories, two reaper machine factories, a spool factory and a tannery. In 1879, the town became the southern terminus for the narrow gauge Sandy River Railroad, making it a gateway to the Rangeley Lake and Sugarloaf Mountain areas. Farmington suffered a devastating fire on October 22, 1886, when thirty-three houses, nineteen stores, three churches, the county jail and the post office were destroyed. Today Farmington is a college town, home to University of Maine.


We camped at Wayne & Phyllis Nickerson’s house for the night. We had our own private campground in the woods at their log home! 

We were treated to a homemade chicken dinner, a driving tour through town and some ice cream at Gifford’s Homemade Ice Cream stand. Wayne even had a Facebook lesson! It was great to spend the afternoon and evening with them. We hear so much about our friends lives and homes in the north, it is nice to see them all!

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