Personal Best: Place to Listen to a Red Sox Game
Pierce Pond turned out to be the perfect place to catch the Sox game on the radio.
Kristen Lindquist
Stranded in Highland Plantation while my husband fly-fished under the expert eye of Master Maine Guide Greg Drummond of Claybrook Mountain Lodge, I had nonetheless spent a pleasant afternoon birding the surrounding woods with our friend Ron. Greg and Ron had gone to high school together in Waterville, and over an early dinner they shared hilarious stories of their misspent youth — including a tale about a guy they knew who had once climbed a tree and perched inside an eagle’s nest high over the Kennebec. Greg’s wife, Pat, served up an amazing meal, as usual, followed by homemade apple pie à la mode for dessert. And then it was time for my husband and Greg to head to Pierce Pond for [for the rest of this story, see the January 2008 issue of Down East]
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