It was a sad scene in the cafe. The server was crying because her one year old nephew was having tests to see if he had leukemia. George and I tried to be reassuring and I think we were.
After a bit, a man in the airport cafe asked if we would like to see more of the airport and,specifically, his plane. We agreed. His plane was not a Gulfstream. It was better-- a brightly painted two seater that had arrived in in a kit that came equipped with a built in parachute.
The airport does serve travelers. It is used by guides to fly into the Great Northern Woods to find moose. Maine law does not support air strikes on moose; in fact they do not allow the pilot to radio the location of the moose to guest hunters on the ground. But when they land the plane, they can lead them to the moose.
We are afraid of the moose. They could jump out and scare our motorcycles. As the afternoon goes on, I see them everywhere in the woods;hundreds of the waiting to jump out. The phantom moose. It is time to stop for the night in poor mill shut down Millinocket, where you can buy a three bedroom house for $30,000.
We go for Chinese food. We are the only customers. We talk to the owner and her ten year old son. We talk to the owner and she complains about the deadbeats in town who live off the state. George asks for a video of her complaining about the deadbeats, many of whom are doubtless her good customers. Surprisingly, she declines, running behind the counter.
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Location:Oxford St,Millinocket,United States
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