# Morning Continuing the trend of the days, we awoke to the dining hall bell ringing. Sweet blueberry pancakes awaited us. We reviewed the maps, plotted a course, and confirmed our plan to hike up…

# The Morning Once again, sleeping so soundly we are awakened by the morning breakfast bell. What's becoming a delicious pattern is awaiting us; homemade blueberry pancakes. We make a plan with Eric and he…

# The Morning We wake up to the breakfast bell ringing in the Main Lodge. It's a quiet, misty morning. After freshly made blueberry pancakes, we decide to take a hike around the other side…

The morning breakfast bell rings, breaking the cacophony of bird calls in the morning. The fire from the night before is long cold. The cabin air is cool, but a certain excitement permeates the morning.

After 21 years, to the day, a travel companion and I head to The Maine Highlands. It's a haul up Interstate 95 and onto smaller roads to the gateway town of Greenville. This is the…