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Welcome to Maine- A Photo Essay

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A lot happened this week. I turned 70! Who’d a thunk it?

We had to change quarters, moving to what was quite an upgrade, still here in Lovell.

The new digs…

We’re not on Kezar Lake any more (although we still have access), but rather, on a small (=/- 80 acres) pond. No smallmouth in it, but chain pickerel instead.

I’ve loved these toothy critters since I was a child.

I took the kayak out after dark the other night and got four bass to three pounds on a popping bug in 30 minutes, the hottest bass fishing of the trip. Most days I go out in the mist, and quit when it burns off.

I went fly fishing with Registered Maine Guide Bob Duport, Western Mountains Fly Fishing, on the Rapid River, hoping for brook trout and landlocked salmon. Both those species like cold water. In early September the water is as warm as it gets all year. I had three bites, missed one, lost one, landed one.

At Pond in the River.

Across the pond!

Sasquatch guards the fishing hole.

Bob gives me a lesson.

It’s fly fishing only there.

The brookie I got was respectable, if not huge.

One of the master’s many fly boxes.

Susan and I went for a paddle around Kezar Lake. We came upon what I assume was a loon family. Two of them got close to us- I could see them swimming under my kayak, very cool.