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Found this link today. I wanted a more alarmist title, but since 'arbovirus' is new to me I couldn't resist using it. With sunset occuring earlier, the skeeters have been getting thick during my evening walks. Looks like long sleeve time until we get a good frost.

I can see how you'd read that. What I had written was meant to suggest that in the absence of protection, everything was fair game. I understand there are other conservation and protection laws and agencies, but what is it specifically about federal Wilderness designation that is lacking...

As a follow up, I have not done the Mill Brook Trail, but after these descriptions I will have to put it on my to-do list. They've got a lot more experience than I do. The Unknown Pond trail was indeed wet and muddy just below the pond, but I enjoyed it anyways.

Lots of food for thought here, thanks. When I step back from the situation, I am glad that we are committed to having some lands left natural. Perhaps we have too many acres, or the wrong ones - but in principle, I favor the idea. The economic argument against is excellent, but look at what...

I would second askus3. If you're going to Cabot, the views from the Horn and trip around Unknown Pond are easily worth the extra effort. On a good day, it would be a shame to skip this loop.

Looking at the threads and polls around the topic of Designated Wilderness, it is interesting reading all the different viewpoints about the practical and management aspects as it relates to the hiking experience. I know I get excited on many of these issues, but they are all hiking related...

While I disagree with elements of the Wilderness legislation; understand that I am grateful and respectful of the rangers... and I know that they are simply doing thier job... But still... Nothing says "Wilderness Experience" quite like a uniformed representative of the law dismantling cairns, eh?

A Fool Scout salute to you. :) If you decide to put some poles on the grill and carry it up like the ark of the covenant, pm me for volunteers.

Congrats on #48! Zealand isn't a showy peak, but it has some nice views and makes you work a bit to get it. Sorry to see the sign vandalized. It's the highlight of the Zealand summit experience.

It's the odd nature of bushwhacking. You make the best effort you can, based on your ability. If you claim the peak in good faith, it's yours. I think the FTFC seems guided by this. When I go back to Owl's Head next month, I will try to visit the true summit du jour - but in no way do I...

Through quick and lazy research, I gather the WMNF covers some 800,000 acres with 1200 miles of maintained trail. I recall hearing the amount of trail miles was closer to 2000, so I'll use that number instead. 800,000 acres = 34,848,000,000 sq ft 2000 miles of trail at 10 feet wide (again...

Well put. After reading this I couldn't help but think of Squeak the Squirrel... a film about how an animal learns.

Our local harbormaster's office used to go through several handheld radios each season, and eventually switched to the fairly inexpensive Standard Horizon HX270S. These things were purchased to be practically disposable at the price, but it turns out they take quite the beating and still work...

While untested, my bear attack response is instinctual. I will immediately mess my pants in an effort to become less appetizing to the bear. To them, desk-jockeys like me are veal.

I'd love to make it, but I probably couldn't be there before 8:00. Where is the after-party party? ;)

3:00 yowza... any idea how late you'll be there?

A bad influence is sometimes just a good influence, just not fully understood. At least that is what I say... :rolleyes:

Horny toads, perhaps? Thanks to Mad Townie for the frog I.D. Pics are finally up

Of course it's elitist. That's the appeal. ;) Great point on the era of search engines. Sometimes the sense of community is strong enough that we forget that. Anything posted here is never more than a couple of keywords and a click away from every computer on the net.

After a short sleep, an early alarm, a long drive and a brief detour - we arrived at the Berlin Fish Hatchery to begin our adventure. New Hampshire and the Jeneral rode up with Hikerfast while the remainder of the Fool Scouts (McCoon and (fmr)Scoutmaster Gary) enjoyed the four hour journey in...