And Now for Something Completely Different

Over the last decade or so my family and I have been lucky enough to spend a week in Maine. We spend the time at a "camp" on Moosehead Lake near Greenville, which is in the mid-western, or so, part of the state. I use "camp" because that's what those Maine people refer to it as. However, the house is at least as nice as the one that I am in right now but without the added distractions of TV and internet.

This year was especially good. All told we saw 18 moose, went fishing for the first time using a guide and got a ride in a float plane. And, of course, since it was over the 4th of July weekend, we enjoyed a small-town parade, fireworks, and a Sunday morning Woodsman's Breakfast at the local American Legion Post.

Oldest has the hang of kayaking.

S'mores over the open-pit fire.

The boys named this one Harold.

The oldest gets a big one. Small mouth bass, about 4lbs. Even the guide was impressed.

Fallen trees on the bottom of the lake where we fished.

Independence Day, 2015. That is a single blinking light...the only one in Greenville.

Nice older 911.

Moon rise over Moosehead Lake. Wish I had brought my tripod.

Canoe trip out to look at a Loon that was on an opposite shore on her nest.

Doing some froggin'.

The view from the private "beach".

Moose, of course. Sorry it looks possessed.

Youngest hand-feeds a deer a carrot.

Mt. Kineo from the air.

Greenville Junction. There is a move to save the old, historic train station in the far right of the picture.

Taxing after landing.

The outdoor shower.