1. Moose skat looks like deer skat except the pellets are larger. A fellow camper was fishing down at the Park's, Osmore Pond & he cast his bait over next to a large rock in the pond only to discover the rock was a bull moose's butt. It seems they often graze on the bottom, thus only showing their bottoms.
2. 1.7 mile hike over roots & rocks up Owl Head mountain. Great view, but it busted my chops. Ann's, too. I'm not 35 any more! During the return hike we came upon 4 or 5 fellows, one of whom was photographing a slug on a red toadstool. His buddy said, "He wants to show the dichotomy," to which the photographer quipped, "And I'm from New Jersey.
3. The moose butt fisherman gave us three 10-12 inch speckled trout he'd just caught---all cleaned and in a ziploc bag. I rolled them in 1/2&1/2, and then yellow cornmeal; we fried them & it was by far the best fish I've ever tasted. The pinkish, moist meat pulled away from the bones as slick as a whistle. We ate it with our fingers---no tarter sauce or lemon---just scrumptuous, pure, wild fish.
4. Took an early morning canoe trip around Osmore Pond---about a mile. Thick mist & a cool breeze, but the water felt warm.
5. When we're not connected to a spigot (no hookups) & we're camping, "Billygoat Gruff", the EGG's water pump, makes a deep, howling noise. A fellow camper down in Alabama said it kept his kids awake---that they thought it was a monster. After 20k+ miles of the Gruffster, today I discovered on the pump a tiny screw accompanyed by teeny font lettering that said "Increase Pressure" with an arrow pointing right. Thinking too much pressure was the problem, I turned the screw to the left and Shazam!! the noise diminished.
Tomorrow we cross the skinny part of northern New Hampshire and go as close to Acadia Nat. Pk. as we can handle in preparation for our pounce Tuesday morning, on Blackwood Campground's first-come-first-serve policy.
Later.....
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