On a sunny Monday morning in August, the Laws family started on another adventure, this time 3 hours further north than they already lived--plus a little to the west. The town they were headed to was called Allagash, near the top of their home state.
They started out, with the youngest of the family absorbed in a book. She paused to ask her older sister (me) what words meant. Cupola. Linen paper. Queue. That last one was a bit beyond her comprehension, so the rest of the family gave their opinions.
The scenery was nice, with twisting roads, occasional mountains, and lots of trees.
They stopped in Fort Kent, both to eat, and to take photos of where Route One begins. Before they got there, however, they took pictures of Eagle Lake.
Then they continued on their way to the Allagash.
Upon arrival, the Laws family got out their cameras and got themselves out of their vehicle. They walked across the bridge and snapped pictures of the river from that angle:
and walked down to the river's edge and took pictures from that angle too: