Yes, the road.

Yes, the road.
Eagle Nest, New Mexico. “People like to drive because driving is actually and symbolically an almost perfect mechanism for escape…there is probably no human being who does not have troubles, real or imagined, from which he at times feels the need to flee.” George R. Stewart.

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We own a 1975 GMC Sierra Grande 15 in Maine and a 1986 Chevrolet Custom Deluxe 10 in West Texas. Also a pair of 1997 Volvo 850 wagons. Average age in the fleet is 28 years--we're recycling. I've published 3 novels: THE LAW OF DREAMS (2006), THE O'BRIENS (2012), and CARRY ME (2016). Also 2 short story collections: NIGHT DRIVING(1987) and TRAVELLING LIGHT (2013). More of my literary life is at www.peterbehrens.org I was a Fellow at the Netherlands Institute for Advanced Study for 2012-13. I'm an adjunct professor at Colorado College and in the MFA program at Queens University of Charlotte. In 2015-16 I was a Fellow at Harvard University's Radcliffe Institute for Advanced Study. The Autoliterate office is in Car Talk Plaza in Harvard Square, 2 floors above Dewey Cheatem & Howe. SUBSCRIBE TO THE AUTOLITERATE DAILY EMAIL by hitting the button to the right.

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Frenchboro, Swans Island and Burnt Coat Harbor

Out to Frenchboro today, on Long Island in Jericho Bay, below Swans Island, to collect wrack wood for my friend Bill Mayher's sculptures. We anchor on the leeward of East Beach which is a narrow spit at the eastern end of the island---the wood and debris piles up on the windward side of the spit. Pretty much open ocean out beyond that. The viewabove is looking back from Casco Passage to Mount Desert Island. Below is coming into Lunt's Harbor at Frenchboro on Long Island.
From Frenchboro we went on to Burnt Coat Harbor at Swans Island for gas. The lighthouse at the head of the harbor, which is very well-protected anchorage.
 Working waterfront on Swans Island ...."working" hereabouts means lobstering.






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