The Sustainable Forestry Monitoring Project Maine is a state like no other. Locals warn visitors to watch their speed at night not because of state troopers, but so they don t strike a moose.
Billboards are outlawed along Maine s highways, so there s little else to watch for at night.
Only a mixed-conifer forest, which grows ever denser the farther north on Interstate 95 you go, keeps drivers company as they pass signs warning No Services for the next 40 miles or so. Here, trucks loaded with logs rumble through the center of town every few minutes, and men and women head off into the woods each day to harvest trees. Northern Maine is steeped in logging history. In the back of the museum stands a replica double logging camp, the kind in which men used to sleep two to a bunk and fill up for breakfast on baked beans with salt pork and blackstrap molasses. Mainers do a lot more talking these days before and after they cut trees.