A Knight's Errand

Lnd-Crzr is one of the best letterboxers around, in so many ways. He's an incredibly talented artist, he has a wealth of interests and knowledge, and he's one of the nicest guys you'd ever meet. We had the pleasure of his friendship while we lived and letterboxed in Missouri, and he was responsible for our celebratory send-off to Maine, which included a book he made chronicling some of our letterboxing adventures with the Mid-Missouri Letterboxing Society.

I cannot tell you how excited I was to find a package in the mail from Lnd-Crzr shortly after our arrival in Maine...because I knew it must hold something special. And I was not disappointed. He had created a beautiful aged paper which looked like something straight out of the Middle Ages, and which called and challenged our young squire to a knight's errand. I accepted for Jedidiah johnny on the spot and set to work.

The amazing thing about this knight's errand was, well, everything, starting with the purpose...to get us acquainted with our new state. Lnd-Crzr had researched the immediate area we were living in and chose three places for us to scout out. I recognized one place on the list immediately; another was easy to locate and a real treasure when we did; and the third was more difficult but a fun adventure.

I made a book to substantiate our success and posted it to the king. In short order we received the next set of instructions. These places were further afield, but as soon as the snow melted the following spring we were off on our quest.

We were successful that time as well, with the exception of a location inside Mt Blue State Park, in the small western town of Weld. It never occurred to us, this being our first Maine spring, that the mountain snow might not be melted by the end of April. It wasn't. After assessing the situation, we set out on foot in eagerness to complete our quest, but had to turn back due to insurmountable obstacles and insufficient equipment. (too much snow and no snow boots)

And then...for three long years the quest languished in the deep recesses of memory, waiting for the right time to be completed.

Today was that day.

Unfortunately I cannot divulge the details of our formidable task (knight's honor, you know), but I can share with you one of the semi-panoramic visions we encountered in our pursuit of it. I give you Webb Lake and the perilous western mountains of Maine...