Dusty Diva’s Dine At Nicatous Lodge…

A group of gals, dubbed the ” Nicatous Lake Dusty Diva’s” rode their ATV’s to Nicatous Lodge last week for lunch. Evidently the paparazzi couldn’t find us out here in the boonies to cover the event , so I will have to do it in my blog. ;-)The Diva's out for a ride...The day was clear and sunny as the four of us – Karen, Wendy, Lynn, & me (Gladys) headed for the lodge. This was my first time to visit the 1940’s lodge and as we walked in the door, we were greeted by owner, Theresa Harriman.  Stepping into this rustic lodge is like taking a step back in time.Water view of Nicatous Lodge

Lodge dining room

Gathering room at the lodge

There’s even a piano here

Theresa gave us our choice of sitting in the dining room, on the screened  porch overlooking the lake or out at the picnic tables. We choose the screened porch and Theresa came to take our order.Theresa Harriman at the lodge

Meanu at the lodge

Diva's enjoying lunch at the lodgeThe menu is varied and prices are reasonable.  My chicken salad was served on homemade bread with chips on the side. I forgot to photograph the food but I will do that the next time we go there to eat. Nicatous Lodge - The Harriman'sJeff came over to say “hi” before we left. Jeff and Theresa are gracious hosts and the lodge is a great place to stop for lunch if you are out ATVing or taking a drive in your vehicle. Tell them that Gladys and the other Dusty Diva’s say “hi”.

Jack’s Snack Shack – a place to eat in the woods!

We arrived back at camp about a month ago and while we were opening up camp, we hauled out the ATV’s for a short ride – can’t just work all the time, you know. ;-)

We hadn’t gone far before we started see hand-printed signs for Jack’s Snack Shack. Hmmmm! a new place to eat out here in the boonies!

Signpost on the 37-00-0 road intersection

Which way to go??

A new eating place out here in the boonies!

Sign for Jack’s Snack Shack

Mike - Jack's Snack Shack

Mike – owner of Jack’s Snack Shack

Last week we finally got the chance to check out the new guy in town. Turns out that “Jack” is really “Mike” and is not exactly all that new around these parts.  He was the chef at Nicatous Lodge for three years before they changed hands. He and significant other, Jill,  live in a great home right behind the “shack”.

The shack is actually a 5th wheel trailer that Mike has converted to a place to run his business from. It even includes a deep fryer where he makes his delicious hand cut french fries. Below Mike is taking an order from the couple that ATV’ed to the eatery with us.

The home of Jack's Snack Shack

Doesn’t look like a shack!


Lot of selections on the menu.

The food was awesome! We had hamburgers, hot dogs, and french fries at our table but check out this lobster roll that another patron ordered while we were there! Yum, yum!!


Big juicy hamburgers, lots of fries!

Lobster roll

Lobster roll & fries!

Jack’s is open Tuesday through Sunday from 10 AM to 6 PM. If you are coming from Burlington, he is located just after Nicatous Lodge.  If you are coming from the east, he is on mile marker 6. Jump on your ATV or into your vehicle and take a drive out to have lunch or dinner. You will not be sorry.  Tell him that you found him on the moosetique site!

Opening camp…

This weekend we wimped out and didn’t go to camp since it was not slated to be a very good weekend but last weekend the road to our camp finally opened. To get to camp we must travel on almost thirty miles of dirt road. For anyone familiar with our area, we travel the County RD out of Old Town and then the Stud Mill RD to get to our camp. The roads were in excellent condition since no one could travel on them for most of the month of April, when the frost was coming out of the ground. Often time, we traverse over rutted and washed out area’s in the spring.
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We look forward to opening camp each year even though it means a lot of work. We didn’t do much playing in the three days that we were there but we got the stuff done that will make us more comfortable during our future stays.

First, we got the water in, both to the shower and to the hand pump in the kitchen. The shower room, which is a separate building, took some heavy duty cleaning. A few squirrels decided to move in during the winter. They also decided that they would be warmer if they dragged in a TON of leaves so you can imagine the mess we found when we opened the door. The water heater fights us each year but after much ado, we were able to light it. Now I was a really happy camper!!! Once that shower is running, life at camp is good. Ok, it is always good but the shower makes it just that much better. :-)

Next, we picked up the larger pieces of branches that had fallen off from the fierce winter winds that blow across the lake. Last year was a banner year for pine cones and we will probably be picking them up for most of the summer.

We keep our dock in the water each winter but we must move it across the cove where it is somewhat sheltered. In the spring, Steve paddles over in the kayak with a bunch of ropes that are tied together. He attaches the rope to it  and I pull it pack into place on our side. Once that is done we usually have to put our boat lift in the water. It is metal and weighs a lot. We fought with it for quite a few years and since we are getting older, we decided to leave it in the water last winter. Low and behold, it made it. It was moved around a bit from the ice but came through in all-in-all good condition. The hard part was talking Steve into putting on a wet suit and getting into the water to turn it so that it was in the proper place beside the dock. He put it off until Monday but once he got in the water, it didn’t take too long at all to get it placed where it needed to be.

Finally, it was time to clean the boat and take it to the water. It is such a good feeling to know that we don’t have to do this each time we arrive at camp.

We sat out on the deck on our last evening and we were able to enjoy this glorious sunset. All our hard work was forgotten!!

Beautiful Nicatous sunset...

Beautiful Nicatous sunset...

Yankee Ingenuity—Reggie’s Way—Out In The Wilds Of Maine

Last Sunday Nicatous Lake looked more like the Atlantic Ocean. The wind was howling and the waves were pounding with white caps everywhere. Ok, this didn’t look like a great day to go bass fishing, so what to do??

It turned out to be a perfect day for an ATV trip. We left our camp and headed out on the trail that goes around Sabao mountain to the 42-00-0 road. Yep, that is the way that the roads are named in this remote part of Maine. No names—just numbers. We are traveling on dirt woods roads which stretch every which way so remembering the numbers comes in pretty handy. There are no houses out here, just miles and miles of dirt road. I carry a GPS but never did learn how to really use the darn thing. I’m in the lead with hubby following. He is the better navigator but it is sooooo dusty back there! He lets me take the lead and when the roads confuse me, I just stop and wait for him to tell me which direction to go. Is that love or what?? But I digress.

After traveling for about twenty miles, we turned on to the 60-00-0 road and tacked on a tree was a sign with an arrow pointing that said “Reggi’s Way”.  As we traveled down that road a few miles we passed another sign. This one was larger and was in an adirondack chair. It read “Reggi’s Way Camp” and also hot dogs, soda, chips, coffee, etc.  Now this may not seem all that strange to most folks but you have to remember that we are on ATV’s and have traveled about twenty-five miles and haven’t seen a building—just mile after mile of dirt road. Traveling another couple of miles we came upon the chair to the right which read that Reggie’s was just a quarter mile away. By this time we were really intriqued and we were ready for lunch.

We continued a bit further down the road the road where it crosses between the Getchell Lakes. This is when we decided that Reggie must really have a sense of humor because this is what we saw (photo to left-click on any of these photo’s to get a larger view). Yes, that is a skelton fishing in that canoe. Again, here we were in the middle of nowhere. We had gone thiry miles or so and had not seen anything but an empty campsite at Third Machias lake.  Still not knowing what to expect, we kept on driving. As we came around the corner a sign appeared that said to watch out for the dogs. Dogs!! Yikes. I am really afraid of dogs and by now I was really hoping that we were talking about friendly dogs. As that thought ran across my mind, low and behold, right on the side of the road was a small camping trailer with a picnic table, another picnic table in a screened-in tent and a couple of trash cans. We had arrived at Reggie’s Way!

We stopped just beyond the trailer and a big dog (gulp) came out to greet us. He was a friendly dog, thank goodness. Reggie appeared a few minutes later apologizing for not being right there when we had arrived. Seems that some careless campers had left a campfire burning somewhere on the lake. Her significant other and another friend of theirs had been helping two other guys to put the fire out. Reggie had just come back from taking the fire pump to them.

Reggie is a very friendly lady that smiles a lot. She took our order and proceeded to cook it. Needless to say, she can’t make things in advance out here in the boonies because she is never sure how many folks will show up.  We had a nice cold soda and our hot dogs were soon ready.  Reggie came out with a basket of chips that she also sells (part of the hot dog special).  She then ran to her camp and came back with a basket of brownies.  Needless to say, we each had to try one of her homemade brownies. The food at this “diner” has a very modest price. She is just trying to make a few extra dollars. She also has jelly and jam for sale from the  wild berries that she picks. There was even a basket of VHS tapes that she was selling for a dollar each because they had seen them enough.

Reggie and her significant other have lived on this lake year-around for the last few years, including last winter which was one of the worst that we have seen in Maine in quite some time. I don’t think that the roads are plowed. That would mean that they would need to leave a vehicle at a place that is plowed and snowmobile to it when it is necessary to get supplies. Phone service in the area is sporadic. It takes a tough breed to stay the entire winter in a remote area like this and for sure, Reggie is one of those folks.

While we were eating, her significant other, Chip, and their friend, Ted, who had turned into impromptu fire-fighters, came back to the camp. They, too, joined into the lively conversation. Reggie gave us a “Ted” stone where she had painted a likeness of Ted, who has a large belly (sorry Ted, but you really do). When my hubby asked who was the artist, she replied—”me, what else do I have to do out here“, she said with a smile. What else, indeed?? Seems to us that Reggie must never sit down.

If you are in Township 43 and see a sign that says “Reggi’s Way” be sure to follow it and say hi to Reggie & Chip. Tell them that you found them on moosetique.com.

As an add-on to this post, I would like to mention that after finding Reggie’s Way, I came home to do an internet search to see if anyone else had found this eatery in the middle of no where. I found a blog that is titled  “The Giddy Garden Gnome” and found that she had found another part of Reggie’s business (did I not tell you that Reggie was a very enterprising woman?? :-) ).  Click on the Giddy Garden Gnome link and scroll about half-way down the page to see what Giddy and company found last fall while out for a ride. Yep, Reggieis one enterprising woman!