Summertime in NH
CB1 and I have a camp in NH, on a lake, with boats, beds, fishing and sailing. What else does one need?
We travel back and forth to Montpelier as her job requires, and to give me time to mow lawns at the apartments and take care of any apartment issues that may have cropped up. We would rather just stay in N all summer long, but this is a pretty good compromise.
My aunt built the camp in 1924. She literally built it, with the help of a carpenter from her home town, Brookline MA. In those days, there was no electricity, phone, running water, etc. These things have been added over the years, but the place would still be considered primitive by most standards. I like it like that. Water is still pumped in from the lake for washing, etc, and there is a hand pump outside by the back door for drinking water. A fireplace provides needed heat and somemores cooking.
The "front" door
The "back" door.
THere is water both front and back since the camp is built on a long thin point of land that was originally an island.
On June 28th, my grandson Adam and I headed out for the summer's first stay. We were to be there alone for fishing, swimming, boating, etc until the following Wednesday when CB1 , Adam's sister Abby, her friend Kelty and Adam's friend Will would all arrive. I was looking forward to time alone with Adam as this does not happen often enough.
We arrived, set up "camp" and went fishing. Caught a couple of small bass but nothing worth keeping for supper.
We went to the local fish joint, Jonathan's, for supper where he had a lobster. I admitted that it was likely we would not catch one of those in the lake.
Adam reads the fishing regs.
Sunday AM, it was raining pretty hard. We ate a leisurely breakfast and settled in with books, fire in the fireplace and a little trumpet practice on the porch.
Little did we know that the rain would continue for another 5 days. We went through a lot of firewood, books and snacks till the rest of the gang showed up on Wed. By then, the rain was a fact of life and the normal activities, ie swimming, running around and general foolishness, took place in spite of the wet. By the end of the week, going to bed was like going for a swim it was so damp.
A couple of loons. They didn't mind the rain
This downed tree just won't give up
A local great blue resident
Abby and Kelty listen intently to the boy's wisdom of the ages
While Will plays air band and Adam reacts to the "music".
A pontoon boat ride between the showers. Adam and Will discuss important boy stuff.
Abby and Kelty don't.
We got one more fishing expedition in, but no fish. Too much rain knocking food into the water, i suspect.
On July 4th, the weather changed. OMG, It's the sun!
Blueberries on the beach
And swimming, so to speak
Will takes the plunge from the raft.
In the evening, after miniature golf,
and Ice Cream
we went into town too see the festival and fireworks.
More to come
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Wow... do those pics ever take me back in time....
I grew up spending my summers on a lake in New Hampshire. It was a mere puddle compared to whatever lake you were on. Ours was Lake Todd in Bradford (part of it in Newbury). My folks bought a second-hand trailer (a large one with two bedrooms, kitchen, bath, and living room) which they rehabbed in the backyard of our home in Mass. until they had it moved to a lot they purchased and had cleared. I can still remember hearing the workers use dynamite to clear stumps, etc. down by the water to create a beach area. Dad had to have sand trucked in each year. He used to say he was fully responsible over the years for sanding the entire bottom of Lake Todd since it had to be redone every year.
We rowed in the rowboat, fished and caught sunfish and an occasional pike. Threw 'em all back of course, but only after Mom or Dad would take a photo with the old instamatic (sp?) camera.
They also bought a used motor boat (all wood!!) which my brothers and I all learned how to waterski behind.
In the winter we skiied at Mt. Sunapee usually or sometimes Dad would drop us kids off at the Warner Ski Tow for the day and come back to pick us up in about 5 hours.
I don't think I ever slept more soundly in my entire life than I did sleeping in the top bunk of that bedroom - even with my annoying little brother on the bottom bunk kicking my bunk from time to time.
Wow.... it was a wonderful way to grow up. We were lucky kids..... *sigh*
What's the name of that lake?? It's beautiful!!
We've been back and forth again. cb1 ad I got to spend about a week alone at the cottage. It was a real treat for us to have that time away from the hustle and bustle of guests. Unfortunately, this appears to be a summer of rain in the northeast. I understand that in comparison to Seattle, we have had 14 inches of rain and they have had .41 inches - less than half an inch. This is role reversal at it's extreme.
saw these guys on the way home. I think it's an osprey or falcon nest.
This family cruised by one morning.
We took the opportunity to spend a couple of rainy days in Maine on the coast. One day in the Portland area and the other in Kittery and Portsmouth NH. We usually get to do this in a rainy day, but this year we had nothing but, so we took 2 days instead.
On one of my many fishing expeditions, I caught this:
There have been quite a few mushrooms sprouting around the yard this year, including these fungi growing on a dead white pine trunk.
The rain has also allowed the mosquito population to expand to huge numbers. Every time you go outside, a swarm of buzzing mosquitos surrounds you in stereo. I've had 7 or 8 at a time on my legs befoer I knew it. It's really almost impossible to bear, especially since this rain has been accompanied by a lack of wind, which would normally keep the little buggers away.
This years project was to rebuild a couple of boxes that sit outside our bedroom door. They are shingled boxes that were originally used to hold coal for a small stove, I think. While I was taking them apart, I found this.
It turns out that my clever aunt simply covered two Cross cracker boxes with shingles and set them outside. They have, so far, lasted about 80 years that way.
The outlet river from the lake is, at this time of year, normally a small trickle. what with all the rain, it now looks like this.
On Friday, in Kittery, we ate lunch at the Warren lobster pound. Naturally, I had lobster. It was my first of the year, and quite good. We sat by a window and watched the tide change in the river from going in to going out. While in Kittery, we also visited the When Pigs Fly bakery. It's a wonderful place with many different kinds of bread. I got Cranberry Walnut, made with lemonade, Pumpkin seed 5 grain, Pumpernickel, and Chocolate. This last confection is really good, especially with peanut butter and grape jelly. It was one of the best PB&J sandwiches I ever had. Chocolate bread is also quite good with Vanilla Ice Cream, as in ice cream sandwich.
Our View from the lobster pound.
Friends came for the weekend. Dick, Tracy, Jim and Ellen. It was Dick's birthday, so we had cake and ice cream.
Join Date: May 2002
What a beautiful, peaceful spot. Looks soooo relaxing. Thanks for the great pics!
I can relate to the rainy vacation week this summer! Good excuse for a little road trip though. We've been to Warren's in Kittery a couple of times ourselves. We like Morrison's lobster pound, too, basically right down the street, just off the drawbridge going over to Portsmouth on Route 1.
We have gone and returned once again - back here for a day and then off to NH yet again. Someday we will just go and stay for the whole summer - June through Sept or something like that. For now, though, it's back and forth.
Remember that fungus growing on the pine stump? It was broken off, we suspect by one of the local dogs, so I put it on the mantle since it matched the indian basket on the wall so well.
Here are a couple of other shots of the cabin living room. All of the decorations have been there since my aunt brought them back from traveling around the world in around 1910
The morning we got back, I went fishing, as I do most every morning. There is this big rock in the middle of the lake---
and the mist was rising on the far shore.
That evening, there was yet another sunset. (This does happen every night in one form or another doncha know.)
It started like this
but it soon turned into a dog biting someone in the butt!
This friend came paddling by about 3 feet away from the boat. Not much fishing luck for about 20 mins after.
The lake is sometimes pretty quiet. Actually, it's mostly pretty quiet.
And yes, there was another good sunset. Facing west, it looked like this:
and facing east, it looked like this:
I'm riding back tomorrow. More to come when I return.
Join Date: Dec 2006
Location: Playa del Carmen
Awesome pictures! My husband & I were married just outside of North Conway on Cathedral Ledge. Just the two of us, a JP and our friend who was a professional photographer. We fell in love up there on a snowy weekend (I can honestly tell you the specific date we fell in love -- -cheesy, I know) so we thought it would only be fitting to be married there!
Back in computer land once again.
The past week has been quite nice. It finally seems to have stopped raining all the time, but it never really got hot until the day we left. I can't tell you how irritating it is to spend a summer at a lake in cool rainy weather and then have it be 90 degrees on the day we have to leave for two weeks. It will probably be cool and rainy again when we go back.
Rather than Summertime in NH, I should call this report sunsets in NH. I seem to take a lot of sunset pics, but they are so pretty. I saw this triceratops
facing off with this elephant
From the middle of the lake, you can see Mt. Washington in the distance. It is the highest northeastern peak east of the rockies and whatever weather hits it has half of the continental US to gather strength first. It gets pretty wicked up there. The highest wind speed ever recorded, 213 mph, was on Mt. Washington. It is the peak in the background on the left hand side.
On Saturday, my daughter-in-law's aunt and uncle had their annual lobster bake wherein 120 people try their best to squirt each other with lobster juice while cracking them apart. After the feast, there is a pinata filled with candy for the "kids".
They own a potato farming operation, Green Thumb Farms, in Fryburg, ME, just over the NH border. This year's pinata was a 3d version of their logo, made by their daughter, Betsy. I love the kids in the background busily chewing on their fingers in anticipation of the impending candy feast.
All the younguns line up for a shot. One leg is already dangling.
After 15 mins of whacking with a foam bat, everyone had a chance, so the real bat came out. It didn't last long after that.
Betsy tries to save the remains from the candy crazed crowd.
The kids, some not so little, clean up.
That night, surprise, surprise - another sunset!
One of the islands in the lake has a camp on it. It's in a great location with views of Mt. Washington and Mt. Chocorua (over which the sun sets). My neighbor's grandparents spent their honeymoon there.
It always surprises me how different the sunset view looks depending on the direction one faces. Looking west, a jack-o-lantern on fire.
Looking east, the light effect on clouds
Early on Thursday morning, I ran across a loon fishing party while trying my own luck on the lake. There were 9 loons, which means that at least 3 came from another lake, or more, to join the fray. There are 6 living on the lake. In the past, I have seen up to 14 loons at once in a fishing party.
I took a video of their efforts which can be found on You Tube at:
YouTube - Loon fishing party
Watch it till the very end and you will see a loon take off, running on the water as it does. They get all excited and chase each other around while calling out in their loony way.
Friday was pretty nice - warm and sunny, and a good beach and boat day. This is a shot of the beach area from inside the house.
Adam builds a hot dog fire in the outside stove.
Whilst Abby reads "Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants", Mom soaks up rays and Dad rakes out the pine needles from the sand.
That evening, the lobster party folks came over for an evening meal and cruise.
and, of course, sunset!
All in all, it's been a pretty great Summer. One good day of sun and warmth seems to erase all of the previous days of rain and gloom. I caught my share of fish, did my share of sailing and cb1 had her fill of TJ Max; well, almost. I do understand that one never really gets their fill of TJ Max.
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: Saskatchewan, Canada
I love it.....reminds me of summers at our family cabin growing up, too. Nothing like summers at the lake, the sounds, the sights, and the smells. Thanks for posting this!
I agree with ALL of your calls on the cloud formations- totally!