With spring only weeks away, I can envision the Kenduskeag Stream and Penobscot River rolling fast, lifting white-water rafters and canoeists atop high water, through rapids, down sharp drops and along scenic shores. But I can only envision open water. For months, as I’ve driven… Read More
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Recalling open water’s mystique
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Recalling open water’s mystique