Every step I took along the boardwalk resulted in a small crack or creak. The surrounding marsh, it’s grasses and mosses frozen beneath a crystal clear sheet of ice, gave me the feeling I was walking over the ice myself, cracking its delicate surface with every step. The golden light faded over the scattered Pitch Pines and the orange glow of the sun was barely visible through the wall of Atlantic Pines in the distance. We walked back in the direction we came from, our pace picking up as the temperature dropped. When we got back to the car, the sun was just dipping below the horizon... and it was only 4pm.
Got out in the woods as a surveyor chauffeur for the AMC's NRCS culvert replacements to improve trout habitat on the land we own and manage.
I've been to or driven thru 35 states and 11 national parks and I'm still convinced that Piscataquis County Maine is the most beautiful place in the world. #mooseheadlake#maine#thewaylifeshouldbe#thewaylifeis#bakermountain