My watershed traverse began in the spring of 2002 with the discovery of a small vernal pool down the road from my house. It seemed simple at first, a local pool within walking distance.
Every morning that spring I got up and walked down to the pool, and the eggs laid by a female wood frog and fertilized by a male would get larger and one day they were tadpoles and another day they had back legs, and then four legs and no tail, and they were gone off into the woods.
When the wood frogs had moved on and the raspberry patch surrounding the pool turned dense and impassable I began to broaden my attention.
In my mind I followed the small seasonal stream out of the pool down to Carlton Bog which flows into Carlton Stream which forms the inlet to Unity Pond. From there 25 mile Stream and the Sebasticook. In Winslow the Kennebec
Before too long and for many years, I have been exploring the watershed up and down the length of the Sebasticook River and on to the Kennebec. Early on the human history of the watershed became part of my exploration. Central Maine is beautiful and beyond the beauty strip it is layered in history. It is home to a living, breathing mongrel culture, part rural, part suburban; part small town, part backwoods; part Tea Party, part Green Party.