Mom and I went on a bus trip to Maine last week. I'm here to tell you that if you have 2 seats next to each other, you can, indeed, spin all the way to Maine (and back again).
It is somewhere in the neighborhood of a 9-10 hour trip from the Rochester, NY area, not to mention the couple of hours from Portland to Bar Harbor area. I probably should have been drinking something stronger than blueberry soda; it was very, very good even so.
By the time we pulled back into town, plying had commenced and two more bobbins had been filled.
Lest you think that I never, ever looked up from my wheel, we saw many Maine sights:
Portland Head Lighthouse (in the fog, with foghorns going off):
It was not lit as it had been struck by lightening the night before (a bit ironic?)
Lobsters, lots of them. I had 3 meals strongly featuring the beasties.
I wonder if any of them were caught by these folk?
We also took a cruise and saw, besides many lobstermen, seals, eider ducks and eagles.
Maine is definitely a place I would go to again. Even though I was unable to find any open yarn shops, there were signs that wool-centric people live there: