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Summer is here and we are all longing for long sunny days at the beach or for a relaxing dip in a refreshing New England brook. Instead of planning a hike to a scorching mountaintop, why not get a hold of some old inner tubes and just float down a lazy river on a weekend…

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The following day hikes come from AMC’s Best Day Hikes Along the Maine Coast. For more information, check out the book. 1. SPRING POINT SHOREWAY Walk this historical pathway along a spectacular stretch of Casco Bay that features beaches, forts, lighthouses, museums, and scenic island and harbor views. Location: South Portland, ME Rating: Easy Distance:…

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There’s something magical about frozen waterfalls. Streams that fed swimming holes only months before have become icy fortresses, with intricate layers paused midcascade, sharp spikes dangling from rocks and sparkling like chandeliers. In a word, mesmerizing. These six snowshoe and ski routes showcase some of the region’s finest frozen formations. 1. Jewell Falls | Portland,…

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The ambitious effort to create the East Coast Greenway (ECG)—an uninterrupted network of bike paths, some preexisting and some newly constructed, from Calais, Maine, to Key West, Fla.—began in 1991. Today, the off-road portion is nearly one-third complete, with designated roads connecting the dots. These eight segments highlight the best of the ECG in AMC’s…

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For centuries, American painters have filled galleries with stunning vistas of natural landscapes. Before the Internet and even photography, their works effectively served as the public’s window to remote, wild areas. The artists found their inspiration on the trails, on the coast, in valleys, and lakeside, and in doing so created a uniquely American school…

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We had the island to ourselves: 2 acres of spruce forest surrounded by a wonderland of curving, polished granite ledge that dropped into the sea. The kayaks rested above the beach, beyond the reach of the tide, and we’d pitched our tents—each of our two families in a campsite of its own—beneath the canopy of…

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Swish, swish. Swish, swish. Our skis whisked across the glossy white surface of a field at Dolly Copp campground in New Hampshire’s White Mountain National Forest. On this chilly, early spring morning, the campground was otherwise silent and empty. I followed two old friends, Brian and Val, eastward across the snow. In the distance lay…

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