Memorial Park ============= by Scott Gilbertson </jrnl/2014/11/memorial-park> Sunday, 09 November 2014 The first time I ever heard a loon was canoe camping beside a pond in Baxter State Park, Maine. When you have no idea what *that sound* is (*what that sound is?* -L and O), a loon call in the dark is terrifying. It's a been a long time since then, but I'll never forget that sound. I think about it every time we walk around the pond at Memorial Park. <img src="[[base_url]]2014/pond-in-maine-baxter-state-park.jpg" alt="Pond in Baxter State Park Maine" class="picwide" /> The pond at Memorial Park looks nothing like this one, which is the one I camped by in Maine, but memory is a funny thing. For whatever reason the little pond at Memorial Park reminds me of that one in Maine. There is no physical resemblance at all. Baxter is a wild place with few people around. The pond at Memorial Park is the opposite. There's even a fountain in the middle. Still, something about it. L and O have never heard a loon, never been to Baxter State Park. Yet. They're happy with the swings and the slides and the ducks. <img src="[[base_url]]2014/20141102_Nov_07_memorial-park_002.jpg" alt="" class="picwide960" /> <img src="[[base_url]]2014/20141102_Nov_07_memorial-park_013.jpg" alt="" class="picfullv" /> <img src="[[base_url]]2014/20141107_Nov_07_memorial-park_024.jpg" alt="" class="picwide960" /> <img src="[[base_url]]2014/20141102_Nov_07_memorial-park_016.jpg" alt="" class="picwide960" /> <img src="[[base_url]]2014/20141107_Nov_07_memorial-park_050.jpg" alt="" class="picwide960" /> <img src="[[base_url]]2014/20141107_Nov_07_memorial-park_058.jpg" alt="" class="picwide960" /> Geese they are not such big fans of, but last week the geese weren't around. Just ducks. <img src="[[base_url]]2014/20141107_Nov_07_memorial-park_061.jpg" alt="" class="picwide960" /> And climbing, you can never climb atop too many rocks. <img src="[[base_url]]2014/20141107_Nov_07_memorial-park_093.jpg" alt="" class="picwide960" />