Flander's Lane, Washington Maine

Flander's Lane is named after my grandfather, Roland Flanders. It is a short dirt road with a few camps set on Washington Pond. There are tales that Flander's Lane is haunted. At least that's what my grandfather says.

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Loon Island

Loon IslandThe weather has been sunny and hot, so my little adventurer and I have been out on the lake kayaking all over the place. About a mile away in the middle of Washington Pond is a nifty spot called Loon Island. During my whole life here in Washington I've never known the Loons to nest there, but none the less, everyone calls it Loon Island because they are often seen fishing near the rocks that make Loon Island so difficult to reach. (Loons nest in swampy bog areas in the cove, near the shore. It's far too rocky here, and there are far too many human visitors for Loons to make a home on Loon Island).

Loon Island is a small island with an X shaped trail through the middle of it reaching each side of the island. The edges of the island are very rocky, with giant boulders just under the surface, so it's very dangerous to get close to the island with a motor boat. Canoes and kayaks are the most common way to reach the island. Loon Island is the first place where me and my 2 year old captain have ever landed and gotten out of the boat together. Now it's her favorite place to go on a hot summer day.

The local campers of Medolark and Medomak often come here to sleep out on warm summer nights. They even have a very well built fire pit to accommodate them during their overnight stay. It's a really nifty place, and a lot of fun for us both to explore. We carefully land the kayak, step ashore, and spend the day just enjoying the isolated feeling of being on a little island, just the two of us. Once in a while a family of boaters will pass by and say hello, but for the most part we are all alone on our very own island.

Travel HammockI have a great item called The Travel Hammock that I got at L.L. Bean. I just tie it off to two trees, and we are ready to kick back and live life like Skipper and Gilligan on our little deserted isle. After a nice nap, we like to put on our Teva Sandals to protect our feet, and hop into the pebble beach on the southern side of the island. The beach is a shallow basin that never gets too deep, and the two of us can splash around for hours. This is also where we land the boat for easy entry to Loon Island. We've tried different areas, and this is by far the easiest place to set shore.

Swimming at Loon IslandI can't believe the adventures my little two year old has already had this summer, and it's only half over. All she does is talk about Loon Island, and every morning she pulls at my shirt begging to go there. How can I resist?

It's so nice to have such enthusiasm for our little adventures together. It's hard to find an activity that always connects, so to have something this special to share with her is priceless. I mean, just look how happy she is splashing around the stony beach at Loon Island!


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