Summertime in the Belgrades

August 11, 2006Vol. 8, No. 12


Summertime in the Belgrades

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Mat of Gloeotrichia

Gloeotrichia Echinulata — A Floating Scourge. (Photo © 2006, by Sarah Melvin) More . . .

Cover Story

Remediation For Those Growing Green Globules?

As the Belgrade Lakes Association Board of Directors prepares for the group's annual meeting, one woman's research may be the motivation for the remediation of Great and Long Pond's bubble like Gloeotrichia, a blue-green algae that is really a bacteria. More . . .

Watershed
Wisdom

Vernal Pools

The vernal pool is one of our most neglected and misunderstood water bodies. They are those (usually) small ponds that fill up with snowmelt or late winter rains but are dry by mid-August. Because they dry up, they do not support populations of fish. So what good are they? More . . .

Legacies

Rome Yacht Club Treasure Hunt

When August rolls around in the north end of Great Pond, when children start secretively conferring about decorations and costumes, and when adults revel in recollections about clues, commodores, and "The Suitcase," it's all about an annual ritual that has reached its third generation of families in this Rome lakeside neighborhood. More . . .

Kennebec
Corridor

Merrymeeting Bay: Where the Kennebec Flows South

The tide turns in Augusta and returns to the sea through Merrymeeting Bay. Here, the Kennebec, the Androscoggin, the Muddy, the Cathance, the Abagadassett, and the Eastern merge. Here, the waters of the Belgrades that start in East Pond and Salmon Lake and McGrath Pond and that join the Kennebec via Messalonskee Stream mingle with those of the Kennebec's other tributaries. More . . .

Fishing

The Challenge Of Summer Pike Fishing

Last week my good friend and local guide John Hassam called and asked if I wanted to go fishing. John and I have been friends for quite a few years and are both blessed because we get to fish a lot — perhaps too much, depending on who you ask, like my wife, for example. More . . .


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