Saturday, February 5, 2011

Saco Ice

Growing up, trouble sometimes found me. I lived miles away from the closest river, the Presumpscot, and it was a mess. Miles and miles of the river was nothing but a floating, stinking, putrid mass of refuse from the mill S.D. Warren. So there was no real chance to go for a swim, float a raft or have some other type of 'adventure' on the water or nearby banks. The closest I came to it was in my caddying days along Riverside's 12th and 13th holes. I never really ventured to the Saco River, pictured here. I never knew it existed. In my small existence, it was a world away. I guess I'm glad. It probably, given the gang of kids I hung with, could only have meant some trouble-filled adventures, that even, I imagine, Huck would have paled at facing. By the way, these days the Presumpscot River has been cleaned up... the adventure awaits!

15 comments:

  1. I like all of the shades of white in this photograph.

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  2. I guess it is never to late to give the Presumpscot River a try. Some of our rivers and lakes used to catch on fire. Imagine that!

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  3. This river looks a little treacherous right now. I'd wait till spring if I were you.

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  4. Oh, you rascal you! I never did anything "adventuresome" when I was a kid! Heh, heh!

    Hope that you'll get a chance to relive a portion of your childhood on the Presumpscot River soon! Well, when it warms up a bit and the snow melts.

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  5. It looks pretty in this picture, but I imagine it is much more inviting in the summer!

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  6. I love the trips down memory lane that you take us on!

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  7. Adventure HO!



    Aloha from Honolulu
    Comfort Spiral

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  8. What a strange name ending in Scot though it probably has nothing to do with Scotland.

    You are transporting me into dreamland, thank you for the beauty.

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  9. Strange (for me) names of faraway (from me) rivers...

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  10. It's refreshing to hear of water *less* polluted now. So often we hear too much of the reverse.

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  11. I have fond memories of canoeing down and camping beside the Saco River in the 1970s. :)

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  12. I recall the Saco being cold even in the summer; but it's a great river to go canoeing or tubing.

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  13. Picture is very well composed and story is a little sad ! have yourself a happy weekend.

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  14. I love the sound of the water flowing under the ice. Great shot! Enjoy your Sunday!

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  15. Happy news for contemporary Hucks.

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