We gave moose hunting in Maine our best shot – eh, not literally, photographically. We came up empty.
Deciding that we needed to be out earlier to catch a sight of a moose, we set out for the Rangeley Lake area about 5:30 AM. I was mostly awake. It was a lovely sunrise to match the sunset of the evening before. Again we passed numerous signs warning of moose crossing in the next 1 mile, 6 miles, 18 miles. Apparently moose can’t read and don’t know that they ought to be showing up at certain points.
We drove Rt 4 around Rangeley Lake. There was so little traffic, mainly deer hunters preparing to go out, that we were able to drive below the speed limit so we could look carefully for moose or any other wildlife we might see. There was a squirrel. Cute but much more common and much smaller that we had in mind.
About half way around, there was a beautiful red fox crossing the driveways of several homes. We stopped to look at him and he stopped to regard us. I guess we passed muster, because he turned and continued on his way. His fur looky healthy and he looked well fed. That was encouraging. Perhaps a moose would be around the next corner. Alas, no.
We continued to circle Rangeley Lake slowly. Toward the end of our trip around, a bird of prey swooped down from the right side of our car to the left and landed in a tree along the road. I had not been ready to take a photo of him when we first stopped. But I got out of the car and walked slowly toward the raptor until I thought he was considering taking flight. I got several photos of him, including one in which he is beginning to fly away. After considering the birds listed in several bird books we saw while we browsed through stores, we believe that the bird we saw was as osprey. That will teach me to leave the bird book home!
Sadly, that was all the wildlife we saw from 5:3o AM to 5 PM, although we drove from Rangeley Lake down to Freeport on the coast. Cute small towns, but no moose. We did go to L L Bean for a while to shop. I like the clothes there but didn’t get much. Not a big shopping spree.
On the way back to Waterville, we had dinner at Applebee’s in Brunswick, MA. This is one of my favorite towns. It has worked to maintain it’s early industrial atmosphere and there is a long, beautiful town green in the center of main street. So very New England. This Applebee’s did not impress us very much. We were seated quite promptly, then waited over 10 minutes and our waitress never came to take drink orders or introduce herself or anything. We were about to leave and eat else where, after a couple seated after we were had their order taken first. Instead, being quite hungry, we decided to take seats at the bar. The young bartender was an energetic woman who greeted us promptly, got our orders taken and joked along the way. If not for that hard-working young lady, that restaurant may well have lost all our business.
It took about an hour to return to the hotel. Since then, we’ve been doing computer work, relaxing and watching TV. Fortunately for my husband, there has been hockey on 3 of4 nights, either Boston Bruins or Maine Black Bears.
Tomorrow morning, we’re planning to go to church at St Mark’s Episcopal Church in Waterville, then set off from there. The general plan is to head south down the Maine coast until we get to Portland, ME. In Portland, we have tickets for the 7 PM hockey game that will pit the Portland Pirates against the Hartford Wolf Pack. After the game, about a 3 hour drive home, so I probably won’t get to write tomorrow. I’m sure I’ll catch you up before too long.
In the meantime, if anyone tries to tell you that there are moose to be found in Maine, tell them you’re already familiar with that myth!
It’s a fairy tale . . . no proof;
no proof . . . no fact;
no fact, no sighting;
no sighting, no moose.
Oh well . . . . . . . . . . . . sigh . . . . . . . . . . . . .maybe next time . . . . . . . . .