Described by Henry David Thoreau as a gleaming silver platter at the end of the table, Moosehead Lake is the largest lake in Maine and the largest mountain lake in the eastern United States.
One of the lake’s interesting features is Mount Kineo, a geological formation with cliffs rising 700 feet straight out of the water.
Except for a few houses and a golf club believed to be the second oldest in New England, there’s not much there. What most people go for is to hike.
There are several hiking trails, one of which goes to the top where one can experience a panoramic view of the lake and surrounding area. A hike up and back takes something more than four hours.
Since others were waiting for me I did not go all the way to the top. Even so I hiked more than six miles over pretty manageable terrain.
Every path was cushioned by layers of leaves sometimes making it hard to see what lay beneath.
You can be sure that here and there I stumbled over a camouflaged rock or tree root.
As with any walk in the woods, there’s so much to take in. Though I heard no bird sounds, there was the lapping of water on the rocks and the sound of wind blowing gently in the trees and causing leaves to rain around me. What is wonderful is the solitude that teases me into thinking all is well in the world. Before getting on the shuttle that would return me to the mainland I took a moment to appreciate that thought.