Basin Pond continues to surprise and delight us in all seasons. Here are a few photos from the weeks leading up to the summer solstice.
Category Archives: Seasons
December 2021
The adage about New England weather and ” . . . wait a minute” has never been more true than in the past month. What we haven’t had is a solid week in which we could do any one activity. What we do have is a entryway stacked with gear — ice bikes, fat bikes, plus bikes, skate skis, back country skis, ice skates — yup we’ve used ’em all, often not more than a day apart. The bottom line is we’re grateful to have a variety of gear that allows us to get out and enjoy in such a variety of conditions. We’re still looking for our first visitors to try out our new user-friendly back country skis (aka “ski shoes.”) Watch for a few inches of new snow, and then give us a shout.
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.
Spring & Early summer 2020
Ice Biking The Basin
A few times each winter, Basin Pond and the nearby river and wetlands flood and freeze, producing an” icescape” several square miles in size. This beautiful and varied icy landscape is all but inaccessible to skiers, snowshoers, or hikers but can be explored on a bike — provided the bike is fitted out with studded tires.
The video above was shot over several seasons and features ice biking on Basin Pond, the Marsh Stream, and parts of the Jones Bog. Interested in ice biking Basin Pond? Let us know, and we’ll put you on an email list to let you know next time conditions are just right!
Snow Day at Basin Pond
Thursday morning, Jan. 16, brought a few inches of fluffy white snow, not yet quite enough to ski on, so we took our plus-tire mountain bikes out for a spin in the woods and on the pond.
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!