After spending 
the better part of 3 weeks in Maine I was looking forward to a giant “welcome to New Hampshire” sign when I crossed the bridge on rt1, and then I would do a happy I’m done with Maine dance, but alas, there WAS NO WELCOME SIGN! To add insult to injury it began to rain about 5 minutes after I crossed and didn’t let up for hours?. So I had to adjust my plans on the fly and get a motel instead of camping out.
The part of the day I spent in Maine was a fitting end though. I met some more great people and saw some interesting sights (see pics) including a super cool outdoor climbing course and zipline place called Take flight. Check ’em out.