LEFT, TOP TO BOTTOM In March of 2018, I set out with a few friends to ski Mount Katahdin, Maine’s tallest mountain. Not only did Andrew Drummond and I catch an awesome night of stargazing, we also woke up from our bivy naps to a spectacular sunrise hitting Katahdin across the basin. Here, we’re about to make a stel-lar 1,500-foot sunrise descent from Hamlin Peak back to our bunkhouse at Chimney Pond, where warm coffee and food was waiting for us. The trip to Katahdin requires a 16-mile approach towing 75-pound sleds full of gear and provisions. We got lucky with a perfect weather window and made sure we wasted no time. Andrew Drummond just after sunrise on our first full day of skiing. THIS PAGE, LEFT TO RIGHT On June 10, 2021, an annular eclipse passed over Maine at sunrise. I had shot the total solar eclipse back in 2017 in a cornfield in Illinois, so for this shot I really wanted to add a local landmark to the composition to give it a sense of place. That morning, my dad and I hopped in his boat at 3 a.m. and motored six miles offshore to watch the spectacle unfold above Maine’s tallest lighthouse, Boon Island Light. Winter is, and will always be, my favorite season, but fall in New England is really something special. As the anticipation for skiing grows, the last hurrah of mountain biking season unfolds in the woods surrounding Sugarloaf. My pal Spencer Lee has been building his own mountain bike trail network nearby and there’s no better way to get ready for winter than trying to keep up with him while carrying a camera pack and ripping leaf covered singletrack. Jamie Walter Gallerie 093
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