pillars), a 60 acre town owned park with a carry in launch-site that is quite scenic. There are a couple of picnic tables at the end of the dirt road and a few walking paths. The walk down to the water from the dirt access road is about 20 yards and a bit steep but manageable. There isn’t a beach as such, but the water is shallow and sandy where we launched, and it would make a nice swimming area.
The “lake” created by the dam is beautiful and about 50 feet
deep. There are not many houses and we saw turtles, a hawk, a Kingfisher, and a
cormorant. We met a local lady who was paddle-boarding and she told us a pair
of eagles nests close by and have a young one. Maybe that is why we only a few
other birds.
Only one or two motor boats past us and kept their distance as
we paddled up to the dam, exploring coves on the way up and back. We saw a man
and his daughter, who looked to be about age seven, paddling about on what he
called “three boards.” She was learning to swim and he was sounding a little
bit envious of our kayaks. Sometimes it’s fun to stop and talk with people we
meet along the way.
It was a pleasant, leisurely paddle and we took out about
noon, just as the wind started to pick up. We talked with the paddle boarder and her
husband who has rheumatoid arthritis and was waiting for her on the shore where
we put in. I wanted to tell him about how a gluten-free diet might help his
arthritis and that a Maine Warmer can help bring comfort, but I kept mum.
September 15, 2013
