Sweeny Brook to Round Pond

Day 10
We got up at around 8:30, had a quick oatmeal breakfast and some coffee. We left the campsite at around 10:20 am and made it to Round Pond by noon.
We did pass another cow moose in the river, but she must have been having a bad hair day and went running into the woods.

On the way to round pond, Dana trolling as usual, lost one of his fishing poles. The stream was moving quickly in the area where it went overboard and we quickly pulled the canoe over to shore. Dana walked back and forth like a caged lion scouring the water with his eyes trying to get a glimpse of it if it floated by. After about 10 to 15 angry minutes, Dana said let go and we got back into the canoe and headed off.

At the entry to Round Pond, there are three forks you can take through some marshlands. We took the right fork, as we thought we would head to the Squirrel Pocket site on the far shore. However, when we got to the lake, the Inlet Site was empty and we decided we would likely see more wildlife by the marshland.

The Inlet site was beautiful, and almost seemed like a manicured backyard. Our only worry was that another group would come by and stay at the other cell. We decided we would chance it for the night and move to the outlet campsite for tomorrow, which has only one cell. Ranger Eric had said that both the Inlet and Outlet sites were good.
We set up camp, and I started taking photos. When I went to take a picture of the sign, there was a beautiful Gardner Snake coiled on the rock beside the sign.

Dana came back from collecting firewood and made some Dinty Moore beef stew for lunch. We were both hungry.
After lunch, Dana went fishing… off in the canoe again. I stayed at camp and looked through the miscellaneous books and maps we had brought. A group of three canoes was disappointed we had snagged the Inlet campsite. They said they always stayed there, but Outlet was their backup. They were planning on leaving early for Allagash falls, so they wouldn’t mess with our plans.
Dana came back from fishing and we both took an afternoon nap.

When we woke up, we got back in the canoe and paddled back up river through the islands, this time in the left fork. It was quite a workout, but Dana said it was worth it since he caught a small brook trout on our way back into the lake. No moose sightings, though plenty of Bald Eagles Round Pond though.
I made red beans and rice with kielbasa for dinner. We did the dishes, played some more solitaire and watched another bat over the fire.
We went to bed with a frog’s rendition of "A Chorus Line."