The Maine Legislature has banned the
bringing of firewood into Maine.
( Sec. 1. 12 MRSA § 8307)
Also the practice of transporting firewood for a distance of
more than 50 miles from home, even within the state is discouraged.
This is due to the threat of invasive insects that are transported
in the firewood.
Out of respect for the landowner and the north woods, we
no longer allow firewood to be brought into camp in order to protect
the forest from invasive insects.
We do have firewood for sale at the office. For more information
please click on the link.
Firewood
Can anyone say "New State Record"
Caught May 18, 2019
Ciera can!
While fishing at Frost Pond this past weekend she caught a
Whopper! Weighing in officially at 11.38 pounds, she will
now hold the record for a Splake in the State of Maine.
The fish measured 29 inches long with a girth of 18 inches.
WOW!
She and her dad were camping at the
campsites and brought the fish up to the office to find out if
we knew how to tell the difference between a Splake and a Brook
Trout. (Which is a
cross between a Lake Trout (Togue) and a Brook Trout)
I assured them that it was a Splake.
They said it weighed something over 10 pounds on their old scale
so I went in and got my electronic scale.
After putting in new batteries to get it running again
(Cause I do not catch weighable fish you know.) I got a weight
of 11.37 pounds.
Jed told them that it was a new state record
and that they should head out to get it officially weighed to
qualify the fish.
He just happened to know the guy that caught the newest record
last March and how much weight it lost by the end of the day.
(It was caught the next pond over at Holbrook.)
I made a couple of phone calls to locate the
nearest place to have it weighed and off they went to Greenville
to get it taken care of.
(Ciera said that they probably would not have gone if Jed
had not said something about it being a record.)
When they returned, they stopped and told me
that it came in at 11.38 pounds and was in fact the new record.
I noticed the smile on her face and mentioned it.
Her dad said she had not quit smiling since she landed
the fish. (And they
thought she had caught up on bottom!)
(And that reminds me of the time Jed brought a co-worker
up from West Virginia for his first time ice fishing, on
Chesuncook pond.
David was tending a trap that had a flag and said it was caught
on bottom. I told
Jed to tell him to keep pulling, it was just a big fish.
And it was, but not like Ciera’s fish!)
She definitely has something to smile about!
Congratulations Cirea, may your record stand for a long time!
It just goes to show you that you never know when that big one is going to decide to sample your bait or fly. Every time we go out fishing it could happen.
Earlier this year I got one that was 24 inches long and around 5 pounds, and I thought I had old Walter! As Jed said, it must have been his little brother!