All posts by Leslie Gregory

BOG BIKING — TOO MUCH FUN!!

About a week ago, as the rain that should be snow fell for an entire Saturday, I could only think of the snow melting away along with my dreams of cross country skiing. I love cross country skiing almost more than kayaking, and for a much longer time – 45 years! I’ve always made it a point to live somewhere where I can pop on my skiis off the back porch and head out for adventure, and I’ve managed to do so on even in this sparse winter of 3 inches.

But this is a post about bog biking, not skiing, and as the rain diminished the snow, we needed only for the cold temperatures to set in for one of our favorite activities: ice biking!! With studded tires on 30 year old mountain bikes, we first ride the edges of the pond tentatively until we are sure the ice is strong and solid. But eventually, we are testing out the wet land and eyeing the river for access to more ice. See Ray’s film biking the basin last February : https://www.touringkayaks.com/basinpond/2020/02/23/ice-biking-the-basin/

This weekend, we headed up into the hills of East Dixmont to check out Chase Stream and adjoining wetlands. A sign “Slow – Turtle Crossing” let us know we’d arrived in the middle of nowhere and the center of everything. Nestled between the hills was the Chase Stream bog.

After getting over the initial trepidation associated with the danger of falling through the ice, and assuring ourselves it was thick and white and it’s been absolutely FREEEEEEZING for days, we headed out, following the shoreline and trails of animal tracks. The first day, the ice had a thin layer of snow, which makes for great texture as well as plentiful viewing of animal tracks. And it is a highway for coyotes and bobcats that dutifully follow the muskrats, squirrels, bunnies, and beavers. Huge beaver lodges stand off to the sides, and we saw a number of grassy muskrat lodges too.

It’s such an incredible feeling to bike on ice. The thin snow cover adds a muffled texture and smooth sound, kind of like fresh tracks downhill skiing. The wetlands and bogs, which are so often inaccessible suddenly open up to a crystalline world of winter beauty and animal activity. I love the long stretch of a shoreline and the ethereal feeling of biking in the crackling cold. Of course, the right gear makes the experience far more enjoyable, so the second day I covered up all my fleece with goretex and wind protection and a face mask. The exhiliration of actually enjoying those sub zero temperatures in the blue clarity of January sunlight is still with me.

Last night I woke in the moonlight and thought of a lone coyote making his way up a tributary of Chase stream, following our bicycle tracks, nosing around the muskrat lodges, sidling close to the beaver lodge to listen for signs of life.

We hope to offer ice biking and fat tire biking to guests at Basin Pond, as well as an exploration of nearby ponds and wetlands. Of course, safety is always of paramount concern, so just as in skating, we usually carry a rope and ice picks and extra clothes. For anyone who is interested in getting started, I’d recommend getting a set of studded tires for that old mountainbike, and you’ll be well on your way to having too much fun! Or set up an appointment with us to come bike the Basin and we’ll let you know when conditions are right.

THE BASIN POND CHALLENGE

When Ray first came up with the Basin Pond Challenge, I was a little hesitant to commit. “That’s a lot to ask of people,” I said. This was back in January, in the land of New Year’s Resolutions. I’m not keen on New Year’s Resolutions or Lent, so I signed on to my own declaration of “healthy habits”. “That way I won’t have to give up anything.” Nevertheless, he persisted. The Basin Pond Challenge is simply this:
*an hour outside every day
*visit a new outside place once a week
*see a sunrise or moonrise once a month

As it turns out, I’ve pretty much done it. I just found a new place when I was walking in the woods. I can show you a picture of a sunset the other day.

Sunset on icy pond!

The first few days I found myself walking on the Promenade in Portland. New Place. Check. Moonrise. Check.

The best part is the hour outside each day. The reason Ray came up with the challenge in the first place was to challenge himself. After a long day of work and a raw walk from the car to the house, it’s easy to think it’s too cold to do anything in January. Not true. You just gotta change your clothes, which is a warm-up in itself, and get going out the door. You know the saying, There’s no bad weather, just bad gear. There’s a whole big world out there on our little pond: skate skiing and ice biking, ice fishing, all those fun activities that keep us loving winter in Maine. This year we discovered the bogs in Jackson for x country expeditions. PIC

So I found myself going outside more. And feeling good. A couple hours a day for me feeds the soul. A lot of the research about lifelong health and productivity points to being outside and engaging with nature. That is true for me. As a result, I’ve dropped a few pounds and am more in shape for whitewater season. We started Instagram accounts to share our pics and adventures and encourage others to do the challenge too.

This is a great time for us all to get outside, away from people, taking the time we never could to be with ourselves and our loved ones. Taking the time to check out some path or trail near your house. Taking the time to watch the sunset. Tag your pictures with #basinpondchallenge! I know you’re out there!

Afterword and Disclaimer: Governor Mills issued her stay at home order to Maine residents yesterday. This makes checking out new places difficult. She also makes clear that people may leave their homes to get exercise, to fish, run, hike or bike. Exercise and getting outside is even more important for us mentally and physically in these stressful times. Let’s stay healthy!

Check out our Instagram at
https://www.instagram.com/explore/tags/basinpondchallenge/

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Up High in the Hood

Oneof the best features of living out here in The Basin is ourneighbors. High in the branches of a towering white pine are a pairof bald eagles that watch and entertain us through the seasons.

Anexpedition onto the pond and out onto the river usually produces asighting of these majestic birds. Suddenly we will see them soaroverhead and land in the branches of a tall tree on the oppositeshoreline or on a rocky outcrop where they will post themselves,attentive to any slight movement on the pond. If I am paddling orskiing by, the eagles will launch and curve towards me, letting meknow they are aware of my presence, and then resume their watch.

Now, in late February, the pair are courting and nest-building. This rain should help uncover some grasses and broken branches that serve to fortify their nest. In the evening, as we ski home, we see the two perched on a branch, side by side, bonding quietly before their cloacal kiss that will produce hatchlings in April.

For almost four years, we have had the honor of living alongside this pair and watching them parent and teach their fledglings to fly. We listen to their cries and watch them venture out into the huge world. Last year the eaglets were good fliers, but the year before, there were 3 and a little hard to manage. The fledglings would get caught in the canopy of the forest and screech for rescue for hours. The elder would stay nearby, patiently coaching his offspring to get out from under the branches and come towards the shore.

A home that houses four eagles – a parent and three young – is a mighty big nest, or aerie as the nests of raptors are called. Eagle nests in Maine can be up to eight feet across and twenty feet vertically! They can weigh a ton, literally, or even up to two tons! I wondered yesterday if the eagles have beaver-cut sticks in their nest, in addition to foraged broken branches. I’m sure they do, as there is a vast supply of beaver-cut sticks in the area!

It’s gladdening to know that these adult eagles will return to nest here year after year, and they don’t stray far in the winter months due to fish on the ice left by ice fishermen. One eagle nest in southern Maine was documented to have served three generations of adult eagles for sixty years!

This is a critical time for our pair in the pine. Humans and their noise can be disruptive to courting (no one likes that!) or upset the mother incubating the eggs. While both parents sit on the eggs in the nest, the female does more often, while the male remains a sentinel nearby, prepared to protect his kingdom. We choose to use another route to the pond at this time of year as we don’t want to interrupt this important time in the eagle’s cycle. IFW recommends staying 1000 feet or 300 meters from an active eagle nest. The eagles don’t like motorized vehicles or bicycles and indicate their displeasure by screeching and launching out. They don’t seem to mind skiing or paddling at a distance and will circle around us before heading down the river.

Last year, it was April when I walked down to the pond and saw the eagle high above on a limb. He made a chortling sound, and I heard myself say, “Congratulations!” It wasn’t long before we could spot two gray downy heads peeking out from their fortress, way up in the sky.

Ifyou want to know more about bald eagles in Maine, this is a greatsite with stunning photos:

https://www.maine.gov/ifw/fish-wildlife/wildlife/species-information/birds/bald-eagles.html

Somequick facts can be found at:

https://www.nationaleaglecenter.org/eagle-nesting-young/

AndI really enjoyed BDN Aislinn’s column from 2016 which provided moregreat photos.

https://actoutwithaislinn.bangordaily

Every day is different!


In the Basin, the seasons change as quickly as the weather!  I left for 12 days for a repeat of fall foliage in Virginia, and when I returned  to sleet and rain, it was clearly November, the season of charcoal brown and hunter orange.  My first morning back at Basin Pond produced snow and a brisk wind that made stucco out of the pond’s surface.  I saw something rather large swimming across the pond, so I paused to watch. A second deer appeared on the far shore and then plunged into the cold waters.  We watched them swim across the Pond, hoping no one was at the hunting camp to capitalize on the moment. Later we found their tracks down by the hunting camp, springing over the slushy shore and side by side trotting up into the woods. With such chilly weather, we speculated that maybe it was coyotes that chased them to the water’s edge.

The next day, the pond froze.  If there was any doubt it was ice reflecting the November sky, a midnight snow settled on the pond, painting it white.  A walk down to the pond verified the ice was in on November 13 this year. Not very good news for the guys at the hunting camp who use canoes to get over to their tree stands.

I keep looking across the pond to see if any deer venture out.  Having witnessed a magical moment, my eyes yearn for another glimpse of such beauty.   It’ll be a few months before they swim across the pond again — lots of skating, skiing and ice-biking till then!

Nov. 12, 2019, the day before the pond froze!

Following the deer tracks

As we’ve been skiing and snowshoeing these last few weeks, we’ve been able to see solid evidence of deer:  deer tracks!  We’ve seen enough deer year round and plenty of droppings and certainly heard the gunshots in November, but tracks in the snow show us how close the deer have come, how many there are, and some of their trails.

 

As the snow gets deeper, it turns out the deer like our trails!

Not knowing which way to go, I follow the deer trail.

 

And after persisting on this trail

 

I came out into this opening and bedding area.

A harvest of gifts

Because I was so lucky to have a semester off from teaching, I hung around Basin Pond, paddling and walking the trails daily.

Besides the usual garden projects, I harvested cranberries, lavender, and pine cones! I decided I would make all my Christmas presents!

 

 

Although it didn’t prove to be cheaper, my family all enjoyed the pine cone wreaths, cranberry infusions, and homemade lavender lotions and lip balms.  I enjoyed the satisfaction of working with my hands and feeling the onset of Christmas a month early when I was baking pine cones and setting vinegar bottles to infuse.  Stay tuned for Basin Pond Gifts next year – fa la la la la!

 

 

BPOC’s First Visitors!

  The clouds have sorted themselves out, and the sun has taken over. It is the end of a long and rewarding day at Basin Pond. Today, we had our first clients and SUP adventurists come visit us here at the pond.  It was a family of 8, turns out they were from. . . The County!  Of course they were! (Ray and I are both from The County!)   After a cup of coffee and hitting it off immediately, 6 of them walked the Tamarack Trail to the dock, and 2 came with me down the Pine Grove trail to launch kayaks. The family was 3 sisters and a brother,and the brother’s family with 3 fun teenagers who were game to try something new.

    Basin Pond is a great place for beginning paddlers, as the wind never gets going too crazily,and it’s small enough to traverse and explore.  This particular morning, the weather was stellar: the sun was sparkling on the water, and a slight breeze kept the horseflies away. It was fun to paddle and swim, switching boats and boards, and be part of this family’s memory in the making.  Ray and I feel very lucky to have landed in this beautiful and magical place; it’s nice to be able to share it with other people.