Cara and I have officially run our very first race in Maine. Thanksgiving was coming up and there’s usually a race everywhere that day, so we looked it up and registered. It seemed perfect… downtown, not too expensive, and not too far to run. We expected a fun, well-organized race, and we got most of what we wanted. Most, but not all.
It may come as a surprise to you, but we moved again. Yes, yes, I know. We had just gotten to Burlington this past January, so why a sudden move to Portland, Maine? More to the point, why do we move so much in the first place? Well, there are several reasons. But the main […]
Cara and I are suckers for celtic music, so we couldn’t resist a chance to see Searson and Enter the Haggis at an event in Maine. Of course, it didn’t hurt that we would be introduced to the music of The Press Gang, Sprag Session, Chrissy Crowley and Carbon Leaf.
Since I live in New England now, I decided to drive on over to Maine and have a go at my second Great Northeastern War. I flew last time, so I was able to pack up the car for a weekend and test out some new camping equipment. And by “test” I mean “damage.”