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Sunday, August 28, 2011

Seeking solitude and looking for loons on Long Pond

Long Pond is nestled in the wilderness of the White Mountain National Forest in NH. There is only one forest road that leads to access to the pond.
There is no other access and no development around the pond.
We arrived early and had the whole pond to ourselves. We came to kayak and look for loons.
We looked this way,
And that way.
Finally we saw one!
He (or she?) was feeding a chick.
 Want to watch the feeding? Click on the video.
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There were two chicks and two adults.
 I enjoyed watching them for a long time. These are Common Loons.
I love to hear the yodeling call of the loons. To listen, click on the video.

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I'm sure this was the male loon coming to tell me I'd drifted too close to his family.

So, we left the loons to go explore the rest of the pond. There's still a lot to see. In Florida, this would be called a lake.

There are islands,


And rocky points to paddle around.

Small coves to investigate.

Lily pads,

Outcroppings with trees clinging to them.

It's a great place to go birding. Birdie helped me identify this American Black Duck.


The Cedar Waxwings are colorful.


And plentiful.

Here's what they were after.
There was the Belted Kingfisher
And a Great Blue Heron
Not sure what this is...perhaps some kind of tern?

When we went back to the RV for lunch, we found we were no longer alone.

This is a popular place for kayaking, but it's a big pond, and room for all. Glad I had my hours of solitude first though.
We did one more paddle around the pond after lunch. Then it was back down the road to camp. Hope you enjoyed.

Minute Man National Historical Park

On our way back to NH, Nan and I stopped for a couple of days to tour the Minute Man National Historical Park at Concord and Lexington, MA.
We walked park of the Battle Road trail.
What it may have looked like then. This photo was from a reenactment.
Following Paul Revere's route.
One of the farmhouses he passed as he sounded the alarm.
These are Rangers in training. We learned a lot by listening.
They were standing on the site of "Parker's Revenge," where the Lexington militia attacked the retreating British in retaliation for the deaths on Lexington green at dawn.
Stone marker
The Battle Road is well preserved....you can go back in time in your imagination as you walk along.
Ruins of the Thomas Nelson home. The family evacuated during the battle and when they returned home they found a wounded British soldier on their doorstep. They nursed him, but he died the next day.
Grave marker
Site of Josiah Nelson's house
The story of what happened here
Minute Man Boulder
And what happened here:

The site where Paul Revere was captured and then released.
The story of the capture
The location of the capture
How far the British soldiers had to march back to Boston
At the Hartwell Tavern, costumed re-enactors bring to life the minute men.
Loading the musket....doubt if the original minute men had the benefit of protective eye wear.
Cover your ears!
Hartwell Tavern...where travelers to and from Boston stopped and shared the latest news.
The building dating from 1733 was the typical country inn of the period.
Inside
Original hardware


Concord was also the home of many famous poets and authors of the period.
The Wayside,where in the 1880s, authors kept the spirit of the Revolution alive in their writings.

The Louisa May Alcott house, home of "Little Women."


John Greenleaf Whittier's house.
Our tour continued to the North Bridge, site of the "Shot Heard 'Round the World." This is the Buttrick House, home of Major John Buttrick of Concord, who gave the order to fire on the British.
About the Buttrick house


The muster site
Huge tree & roots on the grounds...just like the tree.
The bridge as seen from the house.
THe bridge has been reconstructed.
Monument to the Minute Men
A portion of Emerson's Concord Hymn engraved on the front.
The entire poem
Not comparing myself to Emerson, but let me try my hand in poetry to describe the scene today.



A new bridge arches o’er the waters,
The battle past, the freedom won.

Fear not to play here now our daughters,
No more a threat, no need for gun.

Calm and peaceful is the flood,
That flows serenely ‘neath the span.

Our debt is paid, the price was blood,

That we may be American.

Next to North Bridge is the Old Manse, another authors' residence.
Built in 1770, another witness of the events that happened here.



No tour of the authors would be complete without visiting their graves, especially when they're all buried near each other in a single cemetery. The road in was a little scary with an RV.
But I did find a parking space near Authors' Ridge 


Admirers have left many mementos  
 And notes





  Back at the campground, I thought you'd like to see this unique RV....a "Rotel," or rolling hotel. Passengers ride up front like a bus, and sleep in the back. Compartments underneath hold a refrigerator, stove, folding picnic tables, and other supplies.
I'm guessing the pop-out houses a dressing and/or bathing area.
Picture from the website. The tour group in our campground was from Germany.