Woodlot Tour:
Features:
Cemetery:

This is a picture of
a family cemetery
plot located on us.
This family
suffered from
Scarlet feaver I
believe in the
1850's and wiped
out the entire
family. From
infants that are
unnamed, to
adults, the Scarlet
Fever showed no
mercy!
Dump:

It was pretty
common back in
the 1950's for
people around
here to turn old
gravel pits into
dumps. We were
not immune, and
while this dump is
covered up now, its
still an eye sore.
Gravel:

We got gravel.
Everywhere we
dig up earth, we
find more, and
good gravel at
that. This gravel
bank has bank
run gravel, 1½
inch minus, right
out of the bank
unscreened. It
only comes in
pockets, but when
you hit the veins, it
sounds like, and
looks like,
washed rock as
there is little soil
between the rocks.

Gravel:

More gravel
banks. This one
was used as fill
underneath my
parents new
house
Old Inn:

Back in the day,
East Thorndike
had a major road
going through it.
Travelers going
from Augusta to
Bangor would take
the road, and this
cellar hole was
once an old inn
and stable that
helped travelers
along their way.
The center lump of
snow you see was
the foundation for
the massive stone
fireplace. Just
outside the picture
there are stone
foundations for the
horse paddocks
and the stables.
Quick Sand:

It looks like a lump
of snow here, but
this low spot is
actually quick
sand. During the
summer, on even
the hottest, driest
days of the year,
ATV's can find
mud here. They
better beware
though, while
working this
woods back in the
1920's, my
Great-Grandfather
lost a team of
horses here. Their
trashing made
them sink deeper
and deeper until
they were lost. A
30 foot pole was
once used to try to
find the bottom,
but a bottom was
never reached.
Sand Pit:

Not far away from
the quick sand is
this sand pit.
Loaded with dead
sand, its not
surprising that a
combination of
dead sand, and a
spring, could
easily produce
quick sand. What
looks like a dump
in the picture, is
actually the
remains of my
fathers old house
which burned
down due to an
outside wood
boiler. Its needs to
be burned by the
local fire
department.
Pond:

This is our pond.
Since we live on a
hill, it goes dry
during the dead of
summer, but for
3/4 of the year we
skate on it, jump
over it with our
snowmobiles, and
generally just have
a good time with it.
In years past it
watered ducks,
cows, sheep and
pigs.
Potato Fields:

While this Big
Field is pretty
much featureless,
it is not without
some interesting
history. In the
1940's, my Great
Grandfather has a
vast Potatoe Farm
and contacted the
War Department.
To the dismay and
rage of his
neighbors,
German POW's
from bangor came
down every day
during the harvest
season topick
potatoes in this
very field. The
rage occured
because they
were actually
treated good. This
was at a time
when our troops
were dying.
Swamp: