Kayaking, stargazing, and campfires at this remote Maine island, reached only by boat
Did it live up to the journey? our guide asked as we paddled away from the granite shoreline, the canoe slicing cleanly through the calm waters of Penobscot Bay. My arms ached from three days of hauling gear, my hair still smelled faintly of smoke from last night’s campfire, and the salt left a thin crust on my skin. But despite the exhaustion, I smiled and said, It was everything I...
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