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Maine is a treat and a retreat. Traffic into Maine on a summer weekend is steady and seemingly endless. The exiting traffic on a Sunday evening is either slow or very slow. It is the vastness of the state and the low resident population that keep these wooded lands relatively unpopulated. I am sure the coastal spots are more hustle and bustle but, aside from logging trucks, the remote areas are pretty quiet. Much of this post is from a logging road, visited after hours, in eastern central Maine.
By the way, the logging equipment is pretty amazing. The cutting machines clip the trees near the ground and remove the branches by dragging the main trunk through a series of cutter bars. The cleaned stem is then piled like giant pieces of fire wood to be taken to the road edge and loaded onto trucks headed for the mill. The coniferous trees become pulp and the smell of the mills, through pretty local, is memorable. Much of the paper produced in Maine is for kraft (brown) paper. The cutting machines clear a path into the woods as if they were a giant brush hog. It is very efficient but leaves a real mess.
However the forest regenerates quite quickly where harvesting occurs and the open patches created by the harvest are often the places where second growth shrubs can get a life. It is also where birds and small mammals can find sun-supported plants and their seeds and fruits. Remember the spruce forest allows almost no light to reach the forest floor, but after the cut there are swathes of open space. It is a hugely impactful operation; but life is complex and often messy. Giant clear-cuts are a thing of the past.
The warblers depicted in the post are small – weighing about one third of an ounce!! They have migrated thousands of miles from the tropics to reach these northern breeding grounds. It is remarkable! Oh, the young will migrate southward a few thousand miles on their own at about three months old.