The North Country has enjoyed beautiful summer weather with hot days full of sun, clear air and pleasant breezes. The past two summers were so cool and wet, which has made this summer a welcomed delight.
Yesterday the lake was perfectly calm the entire day, and spirit and I decided to break away from the daily chores around camp and treat ourselves to some time on the lake. With the camera and binoculars in hand we headed west to the outlet to check on the fragrant water lilies, and to look for any signs of a reported cougar sighting near the boat landings. A local camp owner was launching his boat and saw a large, long tailed cat a short distance away. Exciting! There have been numerous reports over the years throughout Maine of mountain lions being seen, including the remote woods in this area. When Jack and I were flying the lynx study and were airborne up to 350 hours per year tracking animals, we had hopeful hearts that perhaps we would spot one from the air. With one hanging around so close by I may have a chance yet.
The calm water of the lake was just too inviting to head back to camp, so we turned east and followed the south shore to the far end of the lake. The view of Line Pond Mountain is spectacular from there, and the loons entertained us as we made our way to the sand beach. Before heading back we stopped at a friend's camp to say hello and visit awhile, then slowly made our way back to the cabin's dock. Whenever I am out on the lake, especially when I'm alone, I wonder about the souls that have seen this place; the native Americans, the first French explorers, the woodsmen; seeing the lay of the land just as they would have seen it. And the low ridge that served as a downwind leg for landing so many times, with the wind off the lake rising up above the trees, providing a comfortable cushion of uplifting air when turning onto final. As with anything, which is held close to the heart, it is all things unique that make them special, just as Haymock Lake is one of a kind.
