All the Feels

On my first visit to this Newry cabin, armed with a barbecue smoker and a turkey, I was looking forward to fall-foliage-covered mountains on Thanksgiving weekend. What I didn’t expect was a foot of snow. My excitement built as I wound my way up meandering roads blanketed in white and peaked when I arrived at a place cozier than I’d ever imagined. Over the years, I’ve returned to the cabin — captured here on a recent visit — in every season and in all types of weather, with all types of friends and family. I’ve enjoyed hiking, mountain biking, canoeing, swimming, snowshoeing, stargazing, books, naps, and lantern-lit board games here. I’m now lucky to call the cabin’s caretakers my good friends, and seeing them is part of the magic. My trips here are something I look forward to every year — so much so that I usually plan my next visit while still firmly planted in one of the wooden chairs out front. Jeff Roberts, photographer, New Gloucester

On my first visit to this Newry cabin, armed with a barbecue smoker and a turkey, I was looking forward to fall-foliage-covered mountains on Thanksgiving weekend. What I didn’t expect was a foot of snow. My excitement built as I wound my way up meandering roads blanketed in white and peaked when I arrived at a place cozier than I’d ever imagined. Over the years, I’ve returned to the cabin — captured here on a recent visit — in every season and in all types of weather, with all types of friends and family. I’ve enjoyed hiking, mountain biking, canoeing, swimming, snowshoeing, stargazing, books, naps, and lantern-lit board games here. I’m now lucky to call the cabin’s caretakers my good friends, and seeing them is part of the magic. My trips here are something I look forward to every year — so much so that I usually plan my next visit while still firmly planted in one of the wooden chairs out front. Jeff Roberts, photographer, New Gloucester