The independent-reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1909-1955, 1924-08-28
A Week mt Bull Dog Pond
(By Clayton Cronkhkite)

IA | arrived home Friday, the 21st day
of July from an eight days fishing
trip at Bull Dog Pond. The Re-
porter has asked me for an account
and I am glad enough to tell it the
best can.
The party consisted of myself. Fred
Judson of Lawrence, Mass, and Lew
is of West Newton, Mass. Mr..
Lander is summering with his father
at the Lander family cottage on the
east shore OF Lake Wesserunsett. We
made the journey in Mr. Lander's car.
Bull Dog Pond is some times called
| Enchanted Pond" but there are sew
eral sheets of water by this name
so that l will talk about Bull Dog
Pond because | think the readers of
the Reporter will know better which
one it was.
We went to the West Forks Hotel
and left the car, then started into the
woods on the west side of the Cana
dian road and went about nine miles
to the pond After that we had to
travel two miles up the shore to our
cabin. This pond is about two miles
wide and one-half mile long. 1t is
said to be very deep. They tell
story about a place opposite big
bluff where you cannot find the bot
tom at all. | believe it is seven or
eight hundred feet deep but l guess
il fellow had string thousand
feet long he would find something
there that keeps the water from run
ming out which might be termed bot
tom.
We walked around the pond one
lot I,
miles. A hike of this length is some
stunt but you must not picture us as
breaking our way through underbrush
and spruce or far thickets. The
shores are rocky and the going did
not bother us much. This country
was burned over few years ago. 1t
was mighty rough footing and we
just about wore out set of boot taps
jumping and staggering along from
one rough rock to another. OF course
we got good and tired but that did
not hurt us any and it was on the
whole very pleasant excursion go
ing around that lake.
There are thousands of rocks as
big as water pail and thousands as
big as wheelbarrow. There are
lots as big as house and it is thor
oughly a wild country 1t appears
these big powders and fragments had
rained out of the sky.
Rugged cliffs rise from the shore
about half the circuit of the lake. l
am not sure how high they are but
they look to be five or six hundred
feet
The hedgehogs were so thick that
they kept us awake nights If you
have ever heard rats scampering
along between the ceiling overhead
you may have some idea as to the
racket a few hedgehogs will make.
These creatures would crawl under
the camp andfgnaw the logs and posts
apparently for the fun OF it. There
were plenty of trees for them to chew
all about but they seemed, from pure
deviltry, to prefer to do their gnawing
where it would disturb someone. We
would get out, once in a while. and
try to kill them but they would seam
per away in the dark. We found
several. however, that were not so
fortunate. Evidently other people
had been disturbed and with pistol,
shot gun or club had gotten little
revenge.
On our way around the lake we
saw mother deer and young fawn
that were feeding, part of the time
in the edge OF the water and part Of
the time in the bushes nearby. The
little fellow, when he stuck his head
up may have been two feet tall The
mother was rather a small deer,
should judge. II was a very pretty
sight and one of the boys went back
to camp to get his camera but be-
fore he returned the pair had taken
alarm and disappeared into the deep
wood.
We had splendid luck fishing and
caught the legal amount without any
trouble. They were every one beau
tiful spotted trout except one tunder-
size) handbook salmon. We put him
pack OF course.
When We left home We told the
folks we would be gone four days,
The first three days it rained all the
time so we came out and sent a tele-
gram and said we would stay eight
days so that is how it happened that
we were there over week II was
a dandy trip and l would like to go
again.