incidentally.
We had to check our maps and route on our way westwards, and ended up stopping alongside a small farm with a few cows, somewhere half an hour inland from Brunswick, Maine.
The cows may have seen the big RV, or us humans, as a potential threat, and, as all wise cows, the leading cow
gathered the calves and lead the small herd back to the safety around the farmyard.
Smart cow, but then again: cows usually are…
driving on.
Passing some towns on our way westwards in Maine. I didn't pay much attention to names and places since I was driving.
June 25th.
about:
On vacation in the Northeastern United States, early in the summer of 2007.
recreated:
- date: 30.apr.2008
- by: Georg Sørtun