SEBEC
LAKE ASSOCIATION, INC.
PO
Box 303
Dover-Foxcroft,
ME 04426-0303
July 2002
RANDOM THOUGHTS FROM
LAKESIDE, yes and no!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ice
out at Sebec Lake was declared officially by Dick and Elaine Hartley at 5:03
P.M. on Thursday, April 18th, 2002. Any flooding was at a minimum and
we beat the odds again. Thanks to all for your thoughts and prayers and
especially our Lake Level Committee and our friends that control the damn.
We
promptly on Friday morning at about 8:00 A.M. launched the good ship, GEORGE E.
MOORE, The steamer G.E.M. for the beginning of our eighth season on beautiful
Sebec Lake. It proves the old adage, time flies when you’re having fun. 2002
marks the 115th season that the steam engine in the G.E.M. has spent
in, on, or under Sebec Lake. The steamer Marion that we retrieved the engine
from was launched at Greeley’s Landing on August 8th, 1887
Just
to prove to us that Mother Nature wasn’t through with us we had 6” of that
lovely white stuff on April 29th. Great photo opportunity.
Norm
and Elsie Watters have come through with their plans to construct a camp rental
and marine service facility on Bear Brook Point in Bowerbank. They can be
reached at 207-564-2135. I understand they are already nearly booked for this
year. Their camps are all new and very nice. Fully furnished. Elsie of course is
most knowledgeable about the Sebec area and loves to talk about the history of
the village and lake.
THINK,
CATCH AND RELEASE, IT WORKS FOR ALL OF US!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Polly
Hitchings, of the Hitchings/Davee/Weston family, long time Sebec Lakers, Called
me one day to offer us a very unique experience that her mothers youngest
brother, Harold Weston had back in the 1923 flood of Sebec Lake. The water was
so very high that he was able to go into camp through the front door in his
canoe. An old organ the family kept at camp was found floating around in camp.
They later moved the camp to higher ground to prevent a reoccurrence. This camp,
located just on the edge of Norton cove on the south shore is one of the oldest
camps on the lake.
Today
is Fathers Day, June 16, 2002 and I received an E-Mail from Barney Warren at the
lake that it was 46.2 degrees this morning at good old Sebec Lake. Probably not
a soul was in swimming this morning. I sure hope the season finally changes in
the near future. We enjoy our daily dunk in Sebec Lake to the fullest.
Joanne
and I are going to be away for a week or so around July 4th and we
are looking for someone to fly the SEBEC LAKE ASSOCIATION banner at the parade
in Sebec Village’s parade. Any volunteers will be greatly appreciated. I’ll
furnish my old wooden boat on the trailer and all the signage and decorations.
Thanks in advance.
I
spoke with Laura Packard the other day and she says its business as usual again
this year for Packard’s Camps, she will be around looking after things and
offering the same fine, congenial services. They are virtually booked up for the
summer and they too are looking forward to some warmer weather.
--
Dave Raymond --
There's
a big notice posted in Clarke's waiting stand
Prohibiting
large or small boats to land
Or
use his wharf as a landing place,
Including
not one, but the whole human race.
If you want to land a small boat or bark,
Be
sure to get an order from W.R. Clark;
As
he owns the wharf and most of the lake,
Without
his permission no liberty take.
All that own steam or small motor boats,
Take
my advice, build good wooden floats;
Or
you'll have to land near the shore on a rock,
As
Captain Clarke owns all the big docks.
The Notice he posted on the landing or
wharf
Should
have been, "Danger! All Hands Keep Off."
It's
not a safe place for us human souls,
The
Planking is rotten and full of big holes.
For carrying the mail he thinks he's complete,
With
the Elsie and Edna attached to his fleet.
But
they are rotten as punk -- like the old Goldenrod,
And
their boilers leak steam and burn wood by the cord.
We think, like the Germans, he'll make a mistake,
When
he blockades, and tries to keep Coy off the lake,
We
are sure what he makes with his old wooden churns
Won't
even pay for the wood that he burns.
Now all that own camps on Sebec Lake Shore,
Won't
have to ride in his old junk any more.
The
Waban repaired, how safe we can feel
When
Captain Fred Crockett presides at her wheel.
Clarke, in bleak October, with no wind in his sail,
Will
have nothing to do but carry the mail.
We'll
all see his finish, and say with a grin,
"When
all's going well, Captain Clarke, don't butt in."
- Unknown
To: Sebec Dam Liaison Committee
Ed Treworgy
Maurice Marden
From: Dave Lockwood
RE: Lake Trivia
Date: April 17, 2002
As we swing from Winter
through Spring, I thought I’d let you know about the Lake activity from my
perspective in Seymour Cove.
Winter
was relatively uneventful. The lake stayed stable from December through February
at around 18” to 24” below summer normal which allowed for expansion should
a flooding rain occur (which did not happen). The Dam had one gate open December
through February which balanced water flow.
Attached
are my crazy estimates of activity for March and April. You’ll note there was
about a week in March when they were repairing and/or installing equipment at
the Dam and the gates were closed which caused no problem.
This
week we are at a high stage as the ice is leaving, but I haven’t heard of any
problems. I thought I’d let you know about all this, so if one of your
neighbors complains about a log on their lawn, you’d be somewhat prepared to
give ‘em an answer.
As
noted, the splashboards got a log through them at one place by the left gate,
and a corner was pushed out by the water. Probably when this Spring high water
recedes, the lake will drop a little low until they cam make repairs to the
splash boards. A natural event.
If
you see Gary Robinson or the Dam folks, thank them for a good season of lake
management.
Lake
Watch
April
2002
I have, on my fixed wharf,
marked the normal water mark for summer which is unscientifically calibrated to
the top of the splashboards of the Sebec dam. I then measure up, or down (+ or
-) from that “normal water mark”. This is, I believe, a fair indicator of
lake activity, while it may not conform to more scientific gathering data.
THE
LAKE HOTEL, WILLIMANTIC, MAINE.
Lake
hotel, open all the year is situated at the head of Sebec Lake. One of the
prettiest sheets of water in Maine. It’s altitude is nearly one thousand feet
above the sea. This picturesque region is reached twice daily from Boston. The
Most desirable trip is to leave Boston in the evening, via. Boston and Maine
R.R., to Foxcroft, then a beautiful drive of four miles to Lake, and a
charming sail of six miles in fine steamers, arriving at hotel at eleven
o’clock A.M. The view from veranda, of lake, river and mountains is grand.
Salmon are abundant in the lake, and the rivers, streams, lakes and ponds abound
in trout. Deer, moose and caribou are numerous. The house is furnished from a
spring, with pure ice cold water. This location is not surpassed, if equaled, in
Maine. The charm of this place is its picturesque locality, as every one knows
that fish and game are found in their choicest forms in the most quiet and
secluded places. And for a game preserve it stands par excellence in
attractions for lovers of the piscatorial art and the disciples of Nimrod the
hunter, who will find here all they wish, in rivers, lakes and streams full of
trout treasures, and woods where game, both large and small, is abundant.
Nothing but its inaccessibility from the haunts of men has prevented this region
from becoming one of the most popular summer resorts in the East. That it will
be one now is assured. Nature has performed her part to the utmost.
It is an ideal outing region. The proprietor has mails from all points.
The table is supplied at all times with the best beef and lamb, fish and game in
their season, with an abundance of fresh, rich cream and milk, eggs, poultry,
and berries. At the wharf you will always find a supply of row boats and canoes,
while a steam launch can be procured for fishing or pleasure parties.
As a
place for summer recreation, for walking, boating, bathing, fishing, and hunting
sports, it has charms which those who know it best most love. Beside the
excellent lake angling within a radius for a few miles of the Lake Hotel are
numerous mountain lakelets, easy of access, in which the speckled beauties,
land-locked salmon and black bass can always be caught, and the management of
this popular hostelry furnishes guides to all of them.
Do
you seek a delightful place to rest and regain your health and strength? Try a
summer vacation at Sebec Lake. Further particulars on application.
B. M. PACKARD, Willimantic, Maine.
LL
tourists and sportsmen admit that this beautiful mountain-environed region, the
charming suburb of Dover and Foxcroft, is the
coming inland summer retreat in Maine, for here
“In the deepest core
Of the free wilderness, a crystal sheet
Expands its mirror to the trees that crowd
Its mountain borders.”
The
poet could not have written a better description of Sebec Lake “The Loch
Katrine of Maine”, than this, for, although it is within a half hours ride of
the pretty twin towns, over a foliage-fringed highway, through scenery
suggestive of exquisite beauty and romance, there is yet around the lake a free
wilderness, as wild as when the Indian warriors and hunters scouted through the
mountain passes, and the medicine men cured the sick at the cold cprings around
the beautiful sheet of water then known as Sebecco. Indian tradition gives many
scenes and tales of warfare that would be of interest to the reader in regard to
this picturesque locality, but space forbids us relating them. The altitude of
the lake is nearly 1000 feet above the sea. It is thirteen miles long, and from
one to six miles wide. Fifty-two streams lakes and ponds are tributaries to this
magnificent sheet of water, all of them teeming with trout and land locked
salmon. This lovely lake region has beautiful bays, charming nooks, and
points jutting out. Here hidden among the trees are the cozy summer homes of
citizens of Dover and Foxcroft, from which are seen views charming enough for a
fairy-land, whit paths through the cool, green isles of the forest, carpeted
with mosses, the growth of centuries, that steal the echoes from the intrusive
feet, and where rocks, woods, and water, mingled in scenes of varied beauty, a
charming summer retreat, and the lovers of nature’s wilds, the grand and the
beautiful, the skilled angler and hunter, can all buy sites for summer homes
here, amid the inspired conditions of musical waterfalls, shadowy forests, and
soft airs, laden with the perfume of wild flowers. The writer knows that any
devotee of nature’s beauties will find just what they want here, for , from no
other point in the State can the vision have a more glorious sweep of scenery,
of valley, hill and dell, upland and meadow, woodland and clearing. In the
distance looms up Borestone mountain grand and beautiful. (This picturesque
mountain derives its name from an eminenee in Scotland near Bannockburn, where
Robert Bruce defeated King Edward, 2d, June 24th, 1314. The point on
Borestone mountain where Bruce fixed his standard on that memorable occasion is
plainly to be seen at this time. Se volume 2, page 191, Library of Universal
Knowledge, London edition.) While the glorious
blue and the great white clouds chasing their shadows across the landscape from
an ever changing background of never ceasing variety and the sunsets of the most
brilliant and gaudy hues, make cloud effects that the artist fail to master, and
auroral displays of wonderful magnitude and charming lunar effects, which
combine to lend enchantment to this favored location.