We finally got to Baxter State park in Maine arriving on our 45th wedding anniversary. We settled into our rustic cabin Spruce Haven which is on Kidney Pond and set about preparing our special occasion steak meal. The lake was absolutely beautiful, the cabin sat perched on the water’s edge, and it couldn’t have been a better setting!
The next morning a thin layer of fog drifted along the surface of Kidney Pond as we awakened early to our first full day in Baxter State Park.
Finishing our final sips of coffee we shoved off in our kayaks and headed across the lake. Two loons were mournfully calling to one another and issued a tremolo warning at our unwanted presence on the lake.
Once on the opposite shore approaching the Sentinel Mountain landing Rebecca encountered another resident of Kidney Pond, Mr. Beaver. He angrily slapped his tail in warning of our close proximity to his home.
Katahdin towered over the landscape to the north and east. It is said that it is a sacred place to the tribes that inhabited the area.
Following Rebecca it seemed that the lake was so bathed in silence I could almost hear the noise created by the cavitation of the tiny whirlpools she left swirling in her wake by her rhythmically dipping oars.
A light breeze began to pick up out of the northwest. We turned our vessels back towards our cabin and the promise of a second cup of coffee. It was a pirouette executed in unison that is formed from forty five years of marriage.
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The cabin looks like Lincoln Logs. A really nice cabin for sure. The beaver slapping its tail reminds me of a big ole bass swirl