The voyage up into Maine cut communications fairly completely, neatly slicing internet access and mobile phone reception like a propeller might slice a lobster line. now, moored off of Martha's Vineyard, I'm back in the soft caress of technology's embrace.
The Maine-ish coast was extraordinary. There was something wild about the deep pine forest abutting rock carved waterfronts that could fire images of the virgin land before it was tamed and, though it is in reality not really wild, it is preserved to hold that image and it burned into my mind.
We went up from Manchester, Mass., to Boothbay and East Boothbay in Maine. East Boothbay was the apex of our northern arc. From there, we turned back to Kennebunk and, today, back through the Cape Cod Canal to the Vineyard.
Pictures will come fast and furious as soon as I can get a new laptop battery.
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