Keewaydin Chronicle
Spreading News, Pics, Poems, and Love from Lake Keewaydin
August 2022

Digital Equity Comes to Maine


When my mom got out her Camelback and told my almost 14-year old brother, Kineo, and my grandparents dog, Skidder (who has a hurt shoulder) they couldn’t come, I knew we were in for a big adventure!
We loaded up the car with Baxter, almost 1-yr old Brooke, and my Aunt Carrie. The trip got even more exciting when I realized our neighbors Reishi and Barry were joining! We parked at the end of Birch Ave and started the trip by walking on the dirt road. Baxter, Reishi, and I opted for the water path under the first bridge while our humans went over. About a mile in, the road forked, and we hung to the left and went around the gate marking the National Forest land.

Shortly after, we went left off the snowmobile trail to follow a narrow path paralleling a stream. This trail is fairly clear, and there’s a good swim hole with a bench for humans about halfway up (30ish min from the parking lot depending on your speed). After the swim, the trail gets a little muddy before briefly rejoining the snowmobile path. Look closely for the blazes marking the turn to the right off the snowmobile path. The trail is flattish/ gentle incline for a bit before getting super steep! For a little pup, Reishi showed some impressive hops going over some large downed trees. Maybe he has some springer spaniel in him after all, or he’s taken enough lessons from Skidder. There were good smells on the way up as this isn’t a well-traveled trail. Because of the limited traffic, the trail blazers aren’t always clear. Fortunately most of the ephemeral streams still had water, so we were lucky to have frequent spots to refresh ourselves. Baxter is the master at finding and hogging the deepest part of the pools to lay in. Only once did he share with Reishi. (see video) As we got closer to the summit, I got to sniff a few piles of moose poop- it was old. We also had more shade that made hiking comfortable.


The gypsy moth caterpillars hadn’t made it up the mountain (yet). About 3 miles in, we met up with the much busier trail from Crocker Pond. Then we started walking mostly on ledge. The summit is unremarkable, but the trail continues past it about 1/4 of a mile to some awesome views of Keewaydin! Keep your noses sniffing for grouse as you walk this section. At the viewpoint, there’s a nice big ledge to rest on- Baxter found some shade under a small red pine tree. Brooke took a break from the backpack to crawl around and shared some of her first bites of a CliffBar with me. We three pups went through a liter of water that our humans carried for us and had some yummy treats of our own. We had the summit to ourself for quite a while but started seeing a couple groups as we left. We descended the way we came.



Closest Corn to Stoneham is the Best

Time Stops at Least Once Every Summer
Prints of Ralph’s amazing photos available at fletcher17@earthlink.net
Cosmic Creation Dancers at Waterford Fairgrounds


Library Breakfast Big Success








August 13th Community Day


Strawberry Gelato Party Attended by Tribe of Celtic kayakers

Did You Know that the Word True Comes From the Word Tree?

New Speed Limit on Ban Grover Road
Keewaydin Chronicle News with Andrea Helm: Mystery or History
Below find out more information about where Hiawatha and Minnehaha came from. Read the Longfellow poem, the Song of Hiawatha if you have some time on your hands. If not just read the last verse where the name Keewaydin is mentioned for the first time.


Tubing with Grandpa
KC Virtual Pet Talent show
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1-0JXH2cMf1QYsuntwGTIZG5mRWO2upq0
Write a short description from your pet’s point of view. See silent film star Reishi’s description below.
Hi my name is Reishi and I am an escape artist. The more the big dogs chase me the more I dazzle them with my speed and agility. They will never catch me but will have fun trying. Here my best friend Pemi gives it a try with help from his brother Baxter.
The Sailboat Duet



On Archie’s Porch
High Speed Internet for ALL Maine Households by 2024
MAINE CONNECTIVITY AUTHORITY POISED TO SPEND $150 MILLION ON BROADBAND EXPANSION
The Maine Connectivity Authority (MCA) announced recently that it had received approval from the U.S. Department of the Treasury for its application for American Rescue Plan Act funds. Under the plan, the Authority would spend $150 million in federal funds to expand high-speed internet across the State. This funding represents a tenfold increase over any past investment in Maine’s broadband infrastructure. The Connectivity Authority will now undertake an extensive public engagement process and will launch the first phase of funding opportunities in the fall of this year. MCA’s goals for the funding include reaching the last mile in Maine’s most rural locations, connecting communities ready to scale their broadband infrastructure, providing technical assistance to prepare communities for broadband expansion, ensuring affordable broadband options for everyone, and investing in partnerships to build a modern broadband infrastructure for Maine. Governor Mills has pledged to connect all Maine households to high-speed internet by the end of 2024.

Allen Crabtree Tells Ghost Stories with History and Humor Pt. 2

What is Education For?

They Did It!

Have a Pita—Za Party. : Camp Cooking ate its Best



Rare Pink Water Lily

Stoneham History: I Bet You Didn’t Know
We asked town historian, Danny Barker and he told us about a mill owner named Ellis B. Usher petitioned the town to change it from Stoneham to Usher. Oddly enough, the names on the petition were all in the same handwriting from the same pen. Something is fishy in the town of Usher. In 1853 the town’s people created a new petition to change the name back to Stoneham. Democracy triumphed over the will of one rich guy. Read more about Ellis B. Usher in the link below.



Faraway Farm : Email from Betsy Hiteshew ( 92 years young)
This a beautiful photo of Faraway Farm, which was built by Elmer MacAllister for Joel and Hazel Hayden (Sam Guarnaccia ‘s grandparents) in 1929. Prior to that they lived in what came to be known as the Old Camp, now the home of Jim and Lucia Owen. After the Haydens built and moved up to Faraway Farm, my parents Kenneth and Ethel Miller
rented the Old Camp from the Haydens until 1936, when they purchased lakefront property at 75 Ban Grover Road from Joel and built Sunnycroft. (Sam knows the history of how Joel, Sr. acquired the lakefront property extending from Sunnycroft to beyond Striped Rock from Oliver and Clara Farrington.. The Old Camp was purchased from the Haydens by Matthew and Zdenka Spinka, dear friends of my parents of Czech heritage. Matthew was a prominent theologian,. He and Zdenka fell in love with the area after visiting my parents there in the 40’s or thereabouts. When the Spinkas retired to California, they sold the Old Camp to Jim’s father.
I’m trying to write a little history of the lane for posterity and the fun of it. I think Pastors Lane is a sweet name. There were three pastors, Joel Hayden, Kenneth Miller, and Jim’s father, that I know of. This will be part of it.
Hope to see you in September.
Betsy

Good Morning, Mr. Bate

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Local Food is the Best Food You Can Buy
Mondays 2-5 in Waterford on the green.

Question : If they sell soft shell lobsters is it a software store?


Ciaran, the Paddling Potter from Ireland is on the lake!




Brooke Celebrates Grandma’s Peas

Cultivation
The word often forms
in spring rain,
it drenches, infuses
fertile soils of being.
It awakens seeds,
germinates possibility,
directs tendril roots of mind
toward endless connection;
it fertilizes capacity.
Its etymology
fixes in countless metaphor
where cult and culture erupt
from earths ruptured crust,
where human hearts till,
fold their entropic existence
into one common ground;
birth, death, renewal
rise in harvest moons of soul.
The word penetrates
substrates of vocabulary,
it forms inside mycelium
colonies of pre-existing letters,
its root fuses into words
that vibrate the earth,
reaching for light
spoken words become
protagonists for growth.
It’s the climatic fugitive,
running from drought to fire,
rain to flood, storm to storm,
it seeks the new Eden
in displaced fallowed fields
where greed has no root…
lands of balanced scales
where equilibrium exists
between imagination and reality.
The word is bound only
by social notions of time,
barriers, past and future
starve it from presence…
Cultivators know this,
they formulate remedies,
enter the soil of life
with flesh and bone,
fertilize each moment,
release bonded roots
from containers of time,
irrigate dreams sleeping
in the earth,
sow seeds trembling in
excitement for the new day,
as in every day,
each following the other
toward the light of the sun.
Paul Klippel
Merchant Seaman Turned Poet



We ❤️ Glenn Dobbs

Ban and Grover Are on Ban Grover Road Again. Welcome Teri and family.

Savor Summer












