Round Pond

Round Pond Harbor

I moved to Boston on my own in 1980. I loved outdoor adventures back then and joined the Appalachian Mountain Club to meet people in my new town. On my first AMC hike, I met Cheryl who was inspiring to me as a hiker, biker, boater, skier and backpacker. She became my hiking mentor for the next few years, extending my horizon and my skills, even encouraging me to join in on my first winter backpacking trip. Eventually I met Doug and left Boston, although we joined in with AMC events over the years and still maintain friendships with a group of folks from the AMC Boston Chapter. Later, when we moved to Vermont, our activities shifted focus somewhat. At the same time, Cheryl and her late husband Glen began splitting their time between Maine in summer and Colorado in winter. So, although we’ve stayed in touch, over the last 25 years (!) Cheryl and I haven’t seen each other for more than a quick hello at a large event once or twice.

That got fixed!

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Alfred, ME

My dad was the 4th oldest of 16 children, which makes for interesting stories and family dynamics. His youngest brother, my uncle Mike, is 8 years older than I am. Although that was an eternity in high school years, with the passage of a few more years we became more like peers. I’ve always felt close to Mike and his wife Ann, and in the early years of my adulthood we’d get together fairly often. Then they got busy raising 4 awesome kids, we got busy with jobs that required travel, and all of a sudden, hey, we haven’t seen Mike and Ann in 11 years. Gotta fix that!

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Penobscot Bay

We had plans to meet up with friends in Rockland and Islesboro, leaving us with a little free time to explore this bit of Maine on our own. I had never been to the Penobscot Bay area, and Doug hadn’t visited since his college days at Bates (in Lewiston, Maine). Researching places to hike, we found that the Camden/Rockland area on Penobscot Bay featured the kinds of hikes we most like – moderate climbs to higher elevation places with great views. We identified 3 hikes to do and found a nice, small campground convenient to all of them. And Penobscot Bay was quite convenient for meeting up with our friends.

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Chicky Stoltz & the Charlie Nobles*

Chicky Stoltz is a friend and neighbor, a talented musician and multi-instrumentalist, and my first drum teacher. He grew up in Camden, ME and moved with his young family to the Mad River Valley about 15 years ago. In addition to playing with numerous bands and ensembles in Vermont, he remains active with his Maine bandmates, getting together a few times each year, including an annual residence on a sailing cruise that kicks off with an evening show (on shore) the night before departure. Chicky Stoltz & the Charlie Nobles were scheduled to play at Ada’s Kitchen in Rockland, about 20 minutes from our friends Dick and Susan’s home, and the timing was good. Color us there!

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Bethlehem, NH (not in Maine just yet)

Yaro Lighting

OK, we’re spending June in Maine. Our route to get there takes us down Main Street in Bethlehem, NH – literally right past Doug’s brother Roland’s place, so we’re stopping. We’ve already got plans for a Shick family get-together in July, so we were all ok with just a quick visit. And that’s what we did.

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Grand Rapids, MI

BGU Jam – Grand Rapids, MI (photo by Jon Miller)

Long before we started planning our Eastern Canada tour for this summer and fall, there was exactly one fixed point in the schedule, and that was a four-day blues jamming extravaganza in Grand Rapids, Michigan organized by our friend Tom (aka tommytubetone), that we could catch on the way home. Tom is no stranger to this blog, having hosted us twice when we were around Kalamazoo. Tom also jammed with me that time in Memphis as well as at various other times and places going back almost ten years by now.

This event was already being laid out when we swung by to see Tom in 2018, and it was well along in the planning stage when we stopped by again in 2019. And while it was disappointing to see all of those plans go into storage with COVID, much like a fine whiskey improves with age, when this bottle was finally opened we found there was pure magic inside.

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