By the time I left Bangor, I had abandoned my original plan of taking a couple of weeks to slowly make my way back to Richmond. Between working on the road, driving, planning, and living in the camper, I was tired. I was ready to go home. I stayed on Interstate 95 until Lewiston, Maine. Then I did what I often do. I ignored my RV GPS. The freeway would have been the sensible choice. But after weeks of wandering New England's small towns, coastlines, and backroads, I wasn't quite ready to spend my days staring at tractor trailers and exit signs. My Garmin was programmed with …






