New England's Narrow Road

Since it doesn’t really go in the sea, I’m not sure what to call this little plane, but the guy who flies it seems to have a great time.

From what I can tell, this house sits empty most of the year, like many of them around the lake near my place. They are small camp-type places and when the lake is frozen and the north wind is blowing I guess there are better places to live.

I rented a house just beyond the plane owners place last Fall. We were only there for about a month, but my kids and I thought it was cool to watch the pilot and his young companion taxi up the river into Gregg Lake. He went by in front of our place to get out onto the open water for take off. We could hear him flying around and occasionally see the yellow plane circling overhead. After a while we would hear the plane taxiing back home.

It’s June and yesterday a black bear was spotted twice in my neighborhood. I first saw him at the top of the hill just standing looking at me for a moment before he crossed the road and continued on his way. Then my neighbors saw a black bear- possibly the same one- in their driveway. They have chickens which is a big draw for the bears. They even have put up an electric fence to keep them out of the coop.

This year my neighbors have acquired more birds. They have baby “roasting hens” and baby turkeys (which I couldn’t get a good pic of because they were crazy!) and they have recently put them outside in pens. I think the bear got a whiff of them and decided to get himself a nice meal.