With our shoulders full of bags, we avoid slipping on the ice as we load up the car. We’d been in Maine for 3 days over Thanksgiving our next leg takes us to Montreal, Canada. The route to Montreal takes us deep into the heart of Maine and out the other side.
It’s about a 6 hour drive to cut straight through Maine, through a boarder crossing, and into Canada. The further we drive the smaller the quaint New England towns become, until we’re driving down an empty two lane road wiggling between fog capped mountain ranges. The further north we go the deeper the snow and the more beautiful the scenery.
Entering a state park we find a frozen waterfall a short walk from the road. Kleine gets some off leash time to poke around the mounds of snow while we take photos of the frozen falls. Just down the road we explore something named the Moose Cave. A sign down the trail says the name comes from an unfortunate moose that fell into the narrow cave opening. Despite how cool it would be to have a cave named after our dog, we put Kleine back on leash so a name change doesn’t happen.
Back on the road we pass through small towns devoid of stop lights. Without any spectacle we slowly come to a stop at the Canadian boarder. After some stressful moments “double checking some information” we continue on into Canada.