I drove out to Rangeley Lake State Park (in the western mountains of Maine) in search of mountains, lake, and leaves. I saw them all--though in a different way than I had expected. The state park was closed, so my view of the lake and mountain was gained only after a long (2 mile) walk along the park road. The wind was whipping across the lake, creating some nice ripples but making it quite chilly by the water.
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