I skipped work this past Friday (my boss won’t even notice I
am missing) and went on a day trip to York, Maine. On cold winter’s night in the
burrow my grandmother use to tell us grand kids about some distant cousins in
the family who were known as “cliff dwelling chipmunks.” We would listen
intently to the stories of their dare deviling rock climbing exploits on steep
cliffs without safety ropes. Supposedly these cousins lived on “Mount
Agamenticus” in someplace called York in the State of Maine. So, I decided to
see the place that inspired all of these tall tales and family legends.
In the old days, folks had to hike miles from York village
to the mountain. Today, I just took the auto road to the top. The views from
the top are spectacular. In the photo below, you see York village and the ocean
beyond it. I was hiking around the top of the summit and found one the high
cliff that must be the place the family legends were based upon. I thought the
cliff face and tall hemlock trees on top would make a dramatic black &
white photo. I framed my shot and click the shutter. I took my eye from the
viewfinder and spied some movement three quarters of the way up the cliff. I
quickly zoomed in, and, what did I see? A cliff dwelling chipmunk. They really
do exist!
As you can imagine they are rather shy and a bit elusive.
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