This time of year at the lake, the layering begins. Clothing bulks up, wool comes out, and the boot drying racks find their place just out of tripping range, either near the fire or the heat register in hope that they’ll be dry and ready for the next days adventure. The pantries are stocked with staples. The wood is piled high is areas that are easier to get to once the snow fills in the landscape. The late winter vegetables are stored or canned while all the freezers are being slowly filled from the bottom up with quarts of frozen berries, blanched beans and fiddleheads along with all the garden harvest. Wild fish and game that span from trout to turkey, partridge to venison, are all packaged in vacuumed sealed bags waiting for the flakes to fly and the hunkering down to begin.
Moose season and fall fishing is behind us now and whitetail deer hunting is in full swing, as well as the occasional partridge, but mostly things around the lake are quieter, leaning more on preparing for life when life in the blustery mountains of western Maine get a little harder to live.
But most folks that have stayed with us before know that once the fall work is done, a new season begins and a whole other fun gets under way: “Snowmobiling Season!” It’s a season like no other and draws a crowd that relishes the storms to come in all their glory. It holds a level of excitement very close to “Winter Disney” levels if that is even possible. Snow machines are maintained, races are set, winter excursions are planned, and week long visits and weekends are booked in and around the best nor’easter storms Maine can conjure up. All the while, the pots simmer at home with venison stews, moose chili and the occasional pan-seared partridge. But at the lodge, from December 26th on, the BBQ is fired up, the kegs are fresh, the smokehouse is lit and comfort food at its finest awaits, along with a hearth fire that will thaw you out completely within two minutes of coming inside.
So, We and the Lodge await you, as you pull up in the early winter darkness, it’s always a welcome comfort knowing Lake Parlin is a place to share your stories, shed your layers, have a pint or two with friends and know that life is very good and that there’s no place you’d rather be.