Normally Gail and I would take a long vacation in August, but what's normal anymore? This year we already spent a week on Cayuga Lake, but when a friend invited a bunch of us to his wife's family vacation home in eastern Maine we decided to make the trip. Besides being something different, it put us in the vicinity of Baxter State Park and Mount Katahdin. Gail has climbed it before, but I haven't, and along with Hamlin in the same range, they are on the list of 25 highest mountains in the northeast that I am trying to complete. Bill scored a parking reservation (required and not easy to do) so we thought if the weather was cooperative, we just might give it a shot.
This was a trip of changing plans on the fly, even leaving was moved up a day when our neighbors insisted we turn Nina over to their care before our planned Saturday departure. That was great because it meant we could split up the drive to Maine by spending a night in a hotel along the MA Turnpike.
The first picture of the trip. It's possible I overfilled the radiator reservoir and didn't screw the cap on the radiator quite right. OK, I did both of those things. 45 minutes into the trip enough pressure built up to blow the fluid out of the radiator. Thankfully, a very nice family with much knowledge of cars pulled up right away, went back to their house and got a gallon of fluid. It set us back 20 minutes and cost us a jar of homemade salsa. Not bad for something that could have been a trip-ending catastrophe.
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