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Mooselookmeguntic – Visit #1 2015

As mentioned in a prior post, my wife and I had “planned” to make our first trip into-the-woods, last week, to return to Mooselookmeguntic Lake, in Maine.

While things don’t always go according to plan, EVERYTHING, ALWAYS works out for the best.

The “original” plan was to arrive on Monday, after attending our nephew’s college graduation party, the preceding Sunday. But, due to poor weather, we decided to delay the camping expedition by 2 days and take the opportunity to spend a couple of days with my folks.

Interestingly enough, as we pulled into their driveway we again heard that awful grinding sound from the front-end of our truck. This was the same sound we experienced on our return trip from Canada, over the Christmas break. However, this time it was coming from the right hand side. So, I looked into our maintenance records and found that the last “fix” was the replacement of the hub assembly on the left hand side. It now seemed that we were due for the same procedure on the right hand side. My wife could have said (but didn’t) “I told you we should have had them fix both sides the first time.” 🙂

I assumed the quickest fix for this would result from a dealership in Bangor and wasn’t disappointed!

Upon calling Quirk’s Chevrolet and describing our symptoms, they said: “We can get you in on Wednesday.” Uh-oh, I thought. That is when we are supposed to be “in-the-woods”, according to our latest plan.

I responded: “We are scheduled to head into-the-woods on a camping trip Wednesday, so this would be too late. Do you have anything sooner?”, to which he responded: “We are already over-booked.” I then asked: “Do you have a Suburban or other vehicle that I could put my canoe on, that we could rent, so that we can keep our plans?” His response: “We really don’t have any vehicles that big to loan. Let me see what I can do…” After a very short period of time he indicated: “We can jam you in, in the morning”, to which I responded “That is awesome. Thank you very much! I’ll bring the vehicle right in, so that it is there for you first thing in the morning.”

The result: Quirk Chevrolet called me at 8:30 the following morning to indicate the truck was fixed. Fantastic! We can keep our “revised” plans.

This was a much better outcome than what might have happened if the weather wasn’t bad and we had headed straight into-the-woods only to have this trouble materialize when we were MANY hours away from a facility with the necessary parts for such a quick fix.

Now that this was taken care of we could spend some relaxing time with my parents. This included, having a GREAT lunch of delectable seafood at a newly refurbished restaurant: McLaughlin’s Marina in Hampden. This is where my folks typically launch their boat on the Penobscot River and head to Penobscot Bay, on the coast of Maine. A beautiful boat ride that we’ve taken with them a few times, although the weather wasn’t permitting on this visit.

We also visited Cole’s Land Transportation Museum.

Now, to be perfectly honest…On any other day, I might have driven by this place and said to myself “I’d never get that 2 hours back in my life, if I visited (what would seem to be) such a boring place.” But, I would have been completely wrong in that judgement. We did spend a couple hours there and learned some fascinating things regarding the evolution of transportation for consumers and industry, especially as relates to the great state of Maine!

For example: Did you know that there is a Model-T Ford snowmobile conversion kit? This is where the word snowmobile first came from. Someone decided to build an attachment / kit to convert a Model-T Ford into a snow-going machine, and received a patent for doing so in 1917.

What amazing ingenuity!

After all this excitement, my wife and I then headed into-the-woods!

Upon checking in at Stephen Phillips Memorial Preserve, we loaded our gear into the canoe in order to make our paddling trip to Student’s Island. The goal: make only one crossing with everything needed for the next 24-hours.

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Success!

Although Cindy convinced me that we should return for the firewood and rations we’d need for the remainder of our trip, to get it all behind us. Very good advice!

Since this trip was in early June it still gets pretty cold at night, in that part of Maine. On the first night the temperature dropped to a mere 39 degrees. Upon waking in the middle of the night my feet were freezing. But, we had prepared by bringing along a cheap comforter. Once we slung that over our sleeping bags we were plenty toasty for the remainder of the night.

Even so, upon rising in the morning, we could clearly see our breath in the frosty air. This is when you truly know you are living 🙂

A confession: As I share information and photos about these trips I get a “little” worried that it will attract more people to this amazing / secluded place on our planet. But, instead of being selfish, here we go. My 2 favorite scenic photos from this trip are as follows:

Sunrise (with fog) on Mooselookmeguntic.

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Mid-afternoon as we paddled around Student’s Island seeking the prized trout.

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After several hours of paddling, keeping our worms wet and NO FISH we returned to our site. And, because we still had an abundance of worms we decided to cast our bait out and let it float around via bobber. The result: Cindy catches the ONLY / sizable fish on this trip.

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While it wasn’t a trout she at least caught a fish (and beat me again). My dad is again probably going to make some crack about asking Cindy to teach me how to fish 🙂

Here I am sitting in our front yard, enjoying the view.

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And finally, I would be remiss if I didn’t share a great experience that you simply CANNOT achieve while in civilization. That is, viewing a crystal clear, star-filled night sky. Yes, you can see “some” stars while in civilization. But, when you are in the middle of nowhere, with no light pollution, there is so much more to the night sky! On our second night, as we gazed upwards, we spotted 3 VERY BRIGHT lights, which we simply assumed were stars. Such is NOT the case. They were planets (Venus, Jupiter and Saturn). No, I didn’t identify these all by myself. I used the SkyView app on my iPhone which easily allows you to identify any heavenly body, including: planets, stars, constellations, satellites, space stations, etc. If you have an iPhone, give this app a try. You will be “star struck.”

After only a few short days of camping, on this first trip of the summer, we made our way to Kittery, in southern Maine. Here we found, on a prior trip, a great restaurant (Roberts) which serves outstanding raw oysters. So, we decided to spend the night in Kittery and return home the following day.

And, upon arriving home after being away for a week, we found the house in “reasonable shape.” That is, the boys did a pretty good job of upkeep.

So, all-in-all, a great getaway with no major surprises on our return (that we’ve found yet 🙂 ).

It is only early in our summer-long break and we have plans for other adventures. So, more to come…

All the best!

Parlez-vous Anglais?

As promised, in a prior post (What is Christmas?) here is a summary of our 2014 Christmas adventure.

Since this year’s adventure centered on fun in the snow, we had to head north. Fortunately (as we haven’t had much snow this year in New England), our plans were to go “way north” into Quebec, Canada.

The first stop was lunch in Quebec City at Bistro Sous-Le-Fort where they served venison (deer meat), elk burgers and other foods of the north country. Outstanding food and service. Highly recommended!

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Left to right: Ian, Evan, Ethan, Cindy, Aaron and Craig

After lunch we took a short stroll on the cobblestone streets of Old Quebec City and happened upon a group of Christmas Carolers, who were singing beautifully. I wanted to stay and listen longer (than 2 songs), but the boys wouldn’t have it 🙂

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After lunch we continued our journey north to Sainte-Brigitte-de-Laval to spend the night at the lodge of Nord Expe’, providers of “Authentic Snowmobile Adventures in Canada.” Christel and Pierre (husband and wife, founders of Nord Expe’) were absolutely fantastic hosts! But, we weren’t there just to enjoy the log cabin and fine food they served. We were there for the snowmobile adventure, the following day!

Nord Expe’ did NOT disappoint. We had an amazing trip.

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The sled I was using (the one with the lime green skis) was an 800cc crotch-rocket for the snow. I’ve ridden a number of snowmobiles in my life, but I’ve never had an opportunity to ride one of these. Since there were lots of wide open, straight trails, with no other carbon units (people) I was able to get the velocity up to the point at which it felt like the helmet was going to be pulled from my head. I still shudder to think what would have happened if a moose walked out onto the trail ahead of me. We both would probably have evaporated. Well, maybe not the moose…

Fortunately, no-one went off the trail at high speeds. However, we did have one incident…Ethan was playing in the powder on the side of the trail and ended up launching his sled into the woods.

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Ethan – 10-12′ below the trail, wondering how he is ever going to get his sled out.

In case you haven’t snowmobiled before, you cannot just pick these things up, turn them around and put them back on the trail. These sleds are heavy and it takes WORK!!!

Our guide, Phillip, had obviously dealt with MUCH worse. He quickly went into action asking Evan to cut down several small trees that were in the path of getting the sled upright again and towed back onto the trail. Within 20 minutes or so we were again on our way with only minor damage to Ethan’s sled.

Our total journey was about 100 miles round trip through absolutely beautiful country. I would definitely do this again. And, Nord Expe’ offers multi-day adventures with the option of staying in lodges, cabins and/or doing some winter camping along the way.

After our day of snowmobiling we headed to Mont-Sante-Anne ski resort, in Beaupre’ Quebec. During the first day we skied in the rain. Thankfully, the resort provided ponchos to slow down the saturation factor. Pictured below are 3 of the boys (Ethan, Evan in the back and Aaron).

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The final day was bright and sunny. Below is a picture of the boys as we were in the gondola on our way to the summit.

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What is really neat about this mountain (and area) is that it is far enough north to sustain snow on the south side of the mountain as well as the north. So, once you are at the summit you have MANY options in terms of trails to ski.

In addition to the great skiing, the resort offers several eating establishments. The one we frequented the most was Le Brez, which offered a number of unique dinners. The most memorable left a scar…The boys hadn’t previously experienced a meal cooked fondue-style. So, we went for it. After cooking my first piece of seafood I was quickly reminded – DON’T EAT OFF THE FONDUE STICK! It was so hot that it seared my bottom lip. As a result, great laughter was had by all, at my expense 🙂

If you weren’t aware, Quebec is the only Canadian province with a predominantly French-speaking population. While that may be the case, the good news is that of the people we interacted with, only a few spoke zero English. Even so, out of respect, one should always try to speak some basic words and phrases in the local language. So, a few that came in handy for me were:

  1. Bonjour – Good day! Or, Hello!
  2. Joyeux Noel – Merry Christmas
  3. Parlez-vous Anglais – Do you speak English?
  4. Oui – Yes!
  5. Non – No!
  6. Merci Beaucoup – Thank you very much!
  7. Non merci – No thank you
  8. Tres bon – Very good!
  9. Fini – Finished
  10. Au revoir – Bye

That’s about all I’ve got. I should have paid more attention during French class in High School.

I found that in making an attempt at the language locals were more than happy to speak to us in (often) broken English.

After a very enjoyable stay in Canada it was now time to return home…

Once we completed our final stop for lunch in Canada, prior to the border crossing, we started up the Suburban to begin our last leg of the trip. On pulling out of our parking spot we heard an awful grinding sound coming from the front left wheel. Uh-oh…Not now. Now here…

I jumped out, visually inspected the situation and saw nothing out of sorts, being the master mechanic that I am (NOT).

We decided to press on. Things were good so long as we went in a straight line. However, whenever we turned (mostly rights) the grinding sound would occur. The goal: make it back to the states before the truck dies. Not only did we make it to the Vermont border without incident (other than the grinding noise) we made it all the way home. Needless to say, I was on extra high alert during the final 4.5 hours of drive time. The truck is now in the shop.

In closing, we are so thankful to have been able to spend this quality time together enjoying beautiful scenery, exhilarating experiences with no-one getting hurt, and that we made it home without breaking down in the woods of Canada, Vermont or northern New Hampshire.

May you have a Happy and Prosperous New Year!

Mooselookmeguntic – We’ve been there (thrice)

For our last hoorah, before the kids go back to school, we enjoyed a final camping trip of the summer, returning to Mooselookmeguntic Lake. This, being our new favorite spot on the planet. Evan (our youngest / 17) was able to join us!

We again stayed on Students Island at a site requiring about a 3/4-mile canoe trip from the mainland. Because Evan was with us we had to bring our gear across in 2 loads. As in our prior trip, the arrival crossings were a breeze. Or, should I say there was no breeze/wind. More on that, when we cover the departure crossings a few days later…

Here is Evan about to enjoy the trip to Students Island.

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This was our front yard.

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The main agenda: fishing. If you’ve read the earlier posts covering our 3 previous camping trips of the summer, you’ll recall that Cindy is the only one who has caught the desired fish (trout). On this trip 19 fish were caught (small mouth bass and shiners; no trout). Perhaps Cindy caught the last one 🙂

On one of the mornings Evan and I took the canoe out. We were enjoying the beautiful day, the sound of loons calling one-another and we were catching fish. Evan spotted a bald eagle flying just a few feet off the water, only 30-40 feet from us. The magnificent bird then climbed, seemed to be preparing to dive for its breakfast, and then flew off towards Students Island until it was out of site.

Cindy remained at our campsite, reading her book. At least we “thought” that was all the excitement she was having.

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Jurassic Park?

Upon our return Cindy had a story to tell…

As she was lying there reading, catching some rays and listening to the same loon calls we were hearing, she saw our bald eagle swoop in, along with another large bird (which she couldn’t identify) and together they started thrashing around in the trees just above her. As this was occurring a squirrel was screeching for its life; likely the object of their pursuit. At this point, Cindy began backing towards the water in the event the birds came to the ground in their frenzy, talons flipping around as they fought for their meal.

Shortly after this action subsided she observed a pack (sounds better than a flock, for our story) of 6 ducks darting across the surface of the water towards her, as they were chasing and diving for fish just a few feet from shore. Another feeding frenzy was taking place before her eyes. This scene reminded her of one of the Jurassic Park movies when the little dinosaurs were preying upon the young girl on the beach.

She considered giving me a call over all this excitement, but decided to wait and tell us once we returned from our fishing excursion.

After enjoying a few days of great weather, fishing, swimming, time together and starlit night skies we reached our final day.

Our Departure Crossings (A.K.A. “Note to self”)

On our day of departure we awoke to the sound of waves, which were a few levels above “gentle”, lapping at the shore.

Based on this, and the forecast, we knew we had to promptly pack for the 2 crossings we needed to make, prior to the wind picking up…

Cindy and I easily made the first crossing with a full load of gear. It only took about 10 minutes, the wind being at our back.

Evan remained at the campsite with the small load of our remaining gear, for the 2nd crossing.

After unloading the gear on the mainland I quickly departed for the return trip, leaving Cindy behind to stand watch over our gear. Within 30 feet of shore I realized that, well, I was kind of in a KITE! I had almost zero control of the canoe.

Instead of heading in a northerly direction, where our site was, I was being blown south!

The best I could do was paddle furiously to hopefully reach the southern tip of the island before being blown out into the larger/open part of the lake. After an extended adrenaline rush, I made it to the southern end of the island! Not my intended destination, but at least I was ashore.

At this point I began rowing up along the shore of the island, in my quest to reach our site. So far so good, as I was protected from the wind by a jut of land…Until I wasn’t…

The kite factor returned.

After attempting to paddle directly against the wind, and I wasn’t even around the bend (of wind protection) yet, I knew this would be futile. So, I let the wind blow me back south to one of the unoccupied sites on the island, with a nice sandy beach.

I attempted to call Evan (there is a great cell signal out there), but it rolled immediately to voicemail. His battery was dead…

By now, he was definitely wondering what was going on, as I should have made the return trip by now. Because our site was on the northern end of the island, around a bend, he could not see what was going on.

From here I pulled the canoe ashore, left it behind and began the 3/4-mile hike up the island to our campsite; in my flip flops. I hadn’t planned on a hike, especially on a trail consisting primarily of roots, rocks, mud and that sort of fun.

After about 20 minutes I made it back to the site. There was Evan – still waiting for me to return and pick him up. As he gazed off into the lake I crept up behind him. When I was within 6 inches of his ear I whispered: “maybe they left me.”

He freaked. Probably needing a change of underwear.

This has special significance as he had previously made a comment, while we were at home, as he observed our camping gear stacking up for a prior trip, saying: “Are you guys coming back?” And, to make sure he made it on this trip he joked: “I am going to wake-up early and be waiting with the camping gear to make sure you don’t leave me at home” 🙂

After laughing hysterically for a few minutes and sharing the details of my crossing, we decided it was time to head to the canoe.

We placed the remaining gear on our backs and hiked the 3/4-mile trail back to the canoe. And, even though I was in my flip flops I thankfully received only a few nicks on my feet.

Once we made it back to the canoe we loaded the gear for our crossing. The wind was still blowing and the waves were bigger than before, but with 2 paddlers we easily made the crossing.

So, my “note to self” is: don’t try paddling in the wind, when going solo! Until then, I seriously thought I was an experienced paddler. I had certainly met my match that day.

All part of the adventure 🙂

We hope to return to Students Island (by the summer of 2015).