I did not know this ahead of time, but this year wound up being the bicentennial of Maine.
When did I find out?
Well, that would have been just after we entered Maine, and got out of the car and walked up to the tourist office, which was open, despite the Covid-19 crisis.
Interesting.
So I walked in, and looked around. Asked the woman behind the counter about it, and she said that yes indeed, this was the bicentennial year for the statehood of Maine. Technically, this took place on March 15, 1820, and there were major celebrations scheduled in March. Those, however, had been cancelled, obviously, for the coronavirus crisis.
Still, it was interesting to note that this was such a significant year for our visit.
The last time that my son and I had been to Maine had been in 2014, as part of a trip across New England and the Maritime provinces, ending in Québec for the final week. That had also been with my brother, and it was a memorable trip.
Had it been that long ago since the last trip to Maine?
Yes it had, even though I always love visiting this state, which is 85 percent wilderness. That fact alone makes Maine stand out, especially since it is on the east coast.
We just got back from our brief trip to Maine, which we visited basically for just a couple of days. But as usual, we enjoyed the beauty and the peace and quiet.
Over the course of the next few days, I will be posting quite a bit about this trip. But for now, here are pictures of the sign commemorating the bicentennial event.
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