Two weeks ago we graduated from our respective colleges, loaded up my Trailblazer (The Black Knight), and cruised North into the backwaters of central Maine. After a 16 hour drive from Charlotte to Boston followed by an additional 4, we finally pulled off of I-95 into the marshy forests of the Penobscot River Valley. Over the course of the next couple weeks we will work with the Hirundo Wildlife Refuge to promote and sort through the vast amount of prehistoric cultural heritage located on their property. More of that to come....
While at Hirundo we will be staying in a fantastic little cabin located on the shores of Lac D'Ore. A lake named no so much for its nugget filled banks, but rather the cost in time it took to construct by hand. The lake is surrounded by an admirable population of bullfrogs that at night, make Manhattan sound like the dark side of the moon.
The first step of this process was moving in. Many thanks are owed to Stephanie Larouche (Rebecca's Mom) for buying cooking supplies, food, and cleaning the place. The shelter itself has no electricity but offers a fireplace, gas stove, and nearby outhouse. It also hosts Fred the caretaker's latest project of constructing a Moose hide drum. Right now it is still in prep stage and consists of a bloody Moose hide in a trash can saturated in an equally smelly substance. When the wind gets going we haven't figured out whether or not it is the gusts or stench that keep the mosquitos away. Oh yeah, them.... we conveniently arrived just as Maine's bug season started up. We will be broadcasting a live kill count as this trip progresses. For the time being the score is:
Rebecca: 25
Matt: 7
Tomorrow we start our real work and updates will most likely ensue.
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