THE GUIDE HAD TO DECIDE 
QUICKLY UPON THE COURSE TO 
BE TAKEN. 
Again Simon reconnoitered, and this 
time came back with the news that he 
had struck a trail around the rips, but 
it would have to be swamped (cut) out, 
and when that was done he believed we 
could get around in l< jig time, though 
it was about a half mile long. In the 
meantime, we had better camp where 
we were. A g'ood camp site was lo¬ 
cated among pines on high ground— 
with towering mountains surrounding 
us, and we turned in with the hope 
that on the morrow we could conquer 
the carries, no matter how formidable, 
especially as the guide had, with stren¬ 
uous effort, again dragged the canoe 
over the rocky, bumpy waterway. 
In the morning the luggage was put 
over the trail with speed, only delaying 
us about an hour, and we were on our 
way rejoicing that those two hard cai- 
ries were behind us, but three more 
were to come before reaching the lake 
region. Carries are a feature of the 
river, and when considered as a change 
from the constant paddling, they ai e 
not bad at all, but in reality give the 
canoe travelers a chance to exercise 
their legs. 
Another interesting feature is to 
watch the guide rope down the empty 
canoe over the rough places, which he 
does wherever possible to save the drag¬ 
ging and wading. 
At the last of the carries there was 
a wooden track and a hand-car that 
was used for carrying the mail, but 
Uncle Sam’s track was in very bad 
repair and three times the car ran off 
the track—one time so badly as to spill 
the load. This last shift was made at 
OFTEN THE GUIDE. BY WADING AND 
PULLING, CAN KEEP THE CANOE IN THE 
STREAM. HOWEVER, MANY PORTAGES 
WERE NECESSARY ON THIS TRIP. 
the time that nature gave us a shower, 
so we were thankful to have the car 
at all, even with its rotten track. 
As the afternoon was spent, we de¬ 
cided to camp at the last rips—knowing 
that we were through with our carries 
for a while. It had taken us two days 
to get down the Upper Moose, and 
though we were told that by taking a 
branch stream we would have avoided 
one or two of the five carries, we felt 
that, after all, for real strenuosity and 
rugged scenery, it was best to have 
come down the main stream. 
A short paddle in the morning 
brought us to Attean Lake, and a 
pretty body of water it is—a veritable 
miniature Moosehead, with its sur¬ 
rounding mountaings and wooded isles. 
A brisk northwester was sweeping 
across the water and we had to push 
our way through it, and as usual this 
effort proved to be great sport—tuss¬ 
ling with a head wind and trying to 
keep the canoe from turning upside 
down. Strong arms will not permit 
such a turnover, however, and in 
the course of the morning we 
had mastered Attean; had gone 
through the connecting stream to 
McKinney’s place (now the Cook 
Farm); then through Wood Pond 
and on to Jackman’s by noon. It 
was then merely a matter of a 
pleasant paddle down stream to 
Long Pond, which point reached, 
we bore to the north, past the first 
point of land, where a fine camp 
site was found, with a splendid 
spring of water and high ground 
commanding’ a fine view of the 
lake. Henry Hughey, of Jackman, 
has established a log-cabin camp 
there, but also welcomes camp¬ 
ers. 
The evening was radiant with moon¬ 
light, and the shore fringes and distant 
mountains could be plainly seen; now 
and then the lights of an automobile 
would flicker by on the southern shore, 
speeding along the Kennebec-Quebec 
roadway. The night was so still that 
the cry of the loon, the quack of the 
duck and the hoot of the owl could be 
heard distinctly during the twilight 
nocturnal hours. 
Nature smiled on us in the morn¬ 
ing with a clear day and a fair wind 
which meant a fine sail down Long 
Pond, so by noon we left the lake and 
were looking for the dam which is a 
trifle down the outlet stream. After 
a quick lunch on the shore and a short 
journey, we did not have to look long, 
for there loomed up ahead of us like a 
great breakwater—Long Pond Dam. 
Heretofore the guide had been able 
by wading and dragging to keep the 
canoe in the stream, but this time not 
only must all of the eleven packages 
be lugged around the dam, but the 
IT IS SUCH SCENES AS THESE 
THAT MAKE MAINE A POPU¬ 
LAR STATE WITH CANOEISTS. 
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