Father’s Day by the Kennebec River

Yesterday was Father’s Day. The kids, alas, live too far away to celebrate it with us, but Clif and I are firm believers in celebrations big and small.  Therefore, to mark the day, we decided to go to Hallowell, a tiny city on the Kennebec River, order Chinese food, sit by the river, and then go for a bike ride along the rail trail.

After a very cool spring, summer decided to make a guest appearance, and by late morning, the temperature was in the low 80s.  Did the heat deter us? It did not. Clif and I are plucky Mainers who can tolerate heat as well as cold.  After packing a cooler full of water, off we went to Lucky Gardens to fetch our lunch. Clif, naturally, got to choose—one take-away meal is plenty for the both of us—and he picked General Tso’s chicken. (See what I mean about the amount of food? A wicked good deal, as we Mainer’s would say.)

While we ate on the pier, we admired a mother duck and her ducklings.

And we watched a woman in a kayak go by with her dog. What a good buddy to stay put!

I saw a sturgeon jump, straight up and then back down with a splash, but I wasn’t at the ready with my camera. Darn!

Dealing bravely with this disappointment, we took to the rail trail.

While we didn’t see any more sturgeon, we did see this beauty. I am pretty sure it is a  young bald eagle, but if any of my birding, blogging friends think differently, do let me know. So wonderful to see the river full of life, especially as my childhood memory of the Kennebec River is of it being dark and dirty with no fish or birds. (I’m sure there were some, but back then nobody I knew spent their days by the Kennebec River.) What a difference the Clean Water Act has made, and I am very grateful for the lawmakers who worked together to clean our polluted waterways.

After the ride, we were more than a little hot. What to do? Go for ice cream, of course, at Fielder’s Choice, where we shared a hot fudge sundae with peanut butter ice cream.

A sweet, cool ending.

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35 thoughts on “Father’s Day by the Kennebec River”

  1. A finest way of celebrating Father’s Day Laurie, it has everything! Lovely to see the wildlife now you are out on your bike rides again – here’s wishing you both a wonderful long Summer :o) xxx

    1. Thanks so much! The Kennebec River fills me with hope in a time that isn’t offering much. We can not only curb our destructive ways but also restore a damaged ecosystem. In 1962, bald eagles were nearly extinct. Now, they are no longer on the endangered species list.

      1. It sounds like a wonderful success story and a big thank you to everyone who made this happen :o) xxx

      2. So heartening to witness that life will rebound, if given a chance. The Kennebec River and bald eagles are a powerful reminder of this.

    1. I was actually thinking of you two when I commented on the amount. In our younger days, we would have been able to eat two such servings, but fortunately, our appetites aren’t what they used to be. Otherwise, we’d be real blimps. 😉

  2. Thank you for sharing your day with us and how wonderful to be reminded that regulations like the clean water act can make such a difference! I live where it was so smoggy all summer long we could never see the mountains that surround us and now because of the clean air act they are usually visible! A downer is our president is trying to roll back our emissions laws but Govenor Brown isn’t backing down.

    1. Another success story. Sometimes, things must come from the top down for there to be lasting effect. How wonderful you can see the mountains. Oh, that president! Go, Governor Brown!

  3. What a lovely day! A celebration from start to finish! The food looks yummy! (I am on a diet, can’t you tell?) I loved the pictures of the duck and ducklings, the bald eagle and the good dog in the kayak.

  4. I’m glad you both had a great Father’s Day. Wonderful to see the young eagle – I always look for them in the US but don’t spot one very often. We’ve agreed a word for something that I think looks like an eagle, but is probably not one – a neagle. Whether yours is an eagle or a neagle, something that big and beautiful has got to be celebrated.

    1. You bet! And I’m pretty certain it is an immature bald eagle. None of my birding friends have corrected me. 😉

  5. Sounds like a wonderful day with good food, communing with the natural world, and getting some exercise on the beautiful rail trail.Happy Father’s Day, Clif.

  6. In Scotland they have tourist eagles – a combination of buzzard and wishfull thinking. This far south we just have buzzards.

    That’s a mightly fine example of a cycling curmudgeon – or Homo Tootlepedleus as I think of them these days. 🙂

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