It was a drizzling, blustery, and too cold mid-April day to be fishing,  and I decided to put on a ridiculous looking yellow lure I found in the bottom of my tackle box,  troll back to the truck and call it a day.  About halfway across the pond something solid hit the lure and I set the hook and wondered what was on the other end of the line, as it felt way to heavy to be a typical brookie.  After playing it enough to get it into the boat I was shocked and surprised to see the biggest brook trout I had ever caught, and it tipped the scale at over three pounds.   It was, in my opinion, a fish that deserved to be mounted.   Being a young working Mainer however, the cost of having that done was prohibitive and at the time there was no way I could swing it.  So, I used a little Maine ingenuity and some backwoods engineering and figured out a way to do it myself for next to nothing, and the picture above is the mount of the fish I caught that day.

Here’s how you do it;  get a container that is bigger, wider, and deeper than the fish – I used a tupperware container that my mom used for cookies, and fill it half full with beach sand ensuring everything is level and even.  Put your fish into the sand so that half of the fish is in the sand and half is out of the sand keeping everything level and even.  Arrange the fins and mouth to your satisfaction – you can use small pins for this to get the desired effect.  Next mix some plaster of paris per instructions on the box and pour over the fish ensuring you’ve got everything covered plus enough on the sides to have something to attach it to your wall with after.  Allow the plaster to harden and carefully remove it from the sand and fish.  You can take a break and clean your fish at this point and come back to the project whenever you’re ready. What you have now is a negative mold of your fish.  From any hobby store you can get a mold release spray and spray or brush your mold with it ensuring good coverage.    At any local hardware store pick up some fiberglass and resin/hardener.  Cut the fiberglass into small strips, the smaller the better, and (wearing gloves)  gently start filling your mold with the fiberglass strips/resin, ensuring coverage everywhere.  Allow plenty of time for everything  to dry/harden, and carefully remove the mold from the glass being careful of the fins and other delicate areas.  This part can be tricky but have patience and keep working at it, and it will come off.  You now have your fish.  From the picture above you can see the detail that the plaster/glass provides  – including seeing the fishes lateral line.  The glass of course will be resin colored, I’m not good at painting detail so my Dad painted the colors on the fish you see above to try to get it as the original  – but you could get artsy with it and spray or paint it any color you want.

So, the next time you have a fish you’re thinking is worthy of mounting give it a shot – all it takes is some time to do it yourself  fish taxidermy.

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Starting from the carriage road above Wildwood Stables it is only  .9 miles to the summit of the Triad with spectacular views of the islands off of Seal Harbor and the Western Way.  It’s a fairly steep hike but not very long.

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Preserve Maine Traditions is  a citizens group committed to preserving Maine’s cultural heritage and land use traditions. We work to ensure the continued respect between landowners and the public; sharing in the stewardship of this beautiful land for all to enjoy.  PMT presented a panel discussion at 6:30 pm March 6, 2012 at the Camden Public Library in opposition to the park proposal for northern Maine put forth by RESTORE:The North Woods and Roxanne Quimby.

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There are several places to enter the carriage road and run the Day Mountain loop.  For this particular ride,  I started at the entrance to Wildwood Stables – there is a small parking area just after you turn onto the Stanley Brook road to park your car.  It is a nice trip with great views as you loop around the mountain.  The trip to the summit is well worth the energy, and you can stop for a hike to see Day Mountain Caves.   The summit is a great place to have lunch, and enjoy the downhill ride back.  Note that in the heart of summer this loop is heavily traveled by horse and carriage from the stables and can become a little bumpy and you’ll be dodging horse poop, but still worth the ride!

 

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Photo credit to Miriam Kates-Goldman.   Kenduskeag Stream – shopping cart.

A bit of an adventure this year with historically low water levels. We got hung up a bit at the start, made up lots of time after we got into some better water, only to get hung up again below 6 mile falls. At one point walking the canoe I slipped on a rock and went for a swim flipping the canoe on top of me. I turned the camera off and forgot to turn it back on – however, if you take this 6 minute video and multiply it by 4 hours, that’s pretty much what it was like the whole way.

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Still images and some footage shot with a contour roam;

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I have now been forty-two years in this country. For twenty-four of those years I was a light canoeman. I required but little sleep, but sometimes got less than I required. No portage was too long for me; all portages were alike. My end of the canoe never touched the ground till I saw the end of it. Fifty songs a day were nothing to me. I could carry, paddle, walk and sing with any man I ever saw. I pushed on – over rapids, over cascades, over chutes; all were the same to me. No water, no weather ever stopped the paddle or the song. I was once possessed of five horses and six running dogs trimmed in the first style. I was then like a bourgeois, rich and happy. I wanted for nothing. Five hundred pounds twice told have passed through my hands, although now I have not a spare shirt to my back nor a penny to buy one. Yet, were I young I should glory in commencing the same career. I would spend another half-century in the same fields of enjoyment. There is no life so happy as a voyageur’s life; none so independent; no place where a man enjoys so much variety and freedom as in the Indian country. Huzza, huzza! Pour le pays sauvage!

(As told to a Hudson Bay interviewer)

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Due to low water levels this year the race length was cut in half and after going around a buoy you raced back upstream.  It made it interesting to have traffic coming at you during the race, first time I’ve experienced that.

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Footage shot with a contour roam;

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 A poem by Robert Service

 

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And when I come to the dim trail-end,

   I who have been Life’s rover,

This is all I would ask, my friend,

   Over and over and over:

A little space on a stony hill

   With never another near me,

Sky o’ the North that’s vast and still,

   With a single star to cheer me;

Star that gleams on a moss-gray stone

   Graven by those who love me –

There would I lie alone, alone,

   With a single pine above me;

Pine that the north wind whinnies through –

   Oh, I have been Life’s rover!

But there I’d lie and listen to

   Eternity passing over.

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