Mass_Mopar
Don't Litter
"You're going on a trip through northern Maine with a bunch of people you met on the internet?"
"Yes."
I have to admit I was a bit worried after seeing last years' snowy trip report that this years' 1-week delay could mean exceptionally challenging driving and camping. After Pittston Farm got a 5" blanket of snow in October, a warm November dashed plans of a white DRAM3. A mixed blessing for sure, as the scenery and trails would both benefit and take a hit.
My DRAM adventure started when Spencer invited me along and also sent me back to the drawing board after I posted up pics of an off-the-shelf cargo carrier I hoped to use for surplus fuel storage. "An extreme liability" as it was referred to, so I got to work on improving it. I wanted to take 10 extra gallons of 87 along for the ride to bolster the 22.5 gallons already on board. My biggest fear, aside from catastrophic mechanical failures, crashing, or being eaten by the Yeti, was running out of fuel.
Six weeks later and DRAM3 0-day was upon us. I loaded up and headed North Thursday morning for my 230 mile ride to the lat/lon coordinates for the meeting spot. Weather for the weekend was looking hit or miss, but that's one thing I've learned camping in northern New Hampshire, is that you can count on the weather report being good for laugh and not much else. It was a windswept washout going through Franconia Notch, and the normally scenic views were replaced with a low grey ceiling of clouds.
Save for a brief glimpse of sunrise on Day 1, we wouldn't see the sun again until the morning of Day 3. Try as it might, the foul weather was no match for the anticipation of the marathon effort that would take place over the next few days.
DRAM3: Coming soon...
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