I took my time. I searched to find that idyllic place that I had imagined. That’s how I found Shagg. It is a secluded paradise of green forest, on the shore of crystal clear-spring-fed water. The lake is nestled in a mountain valley. At the northern tip, the granite face of Bald Mountain rises up and reflects down upon the water. The moose… The loons… The massive trout… I built the main house and a guest house and a large New England barn. I invite you and your loved ones to come share a get-away on the lake in Maine I used to dream about.

It’s difficult to decide which season I like best up on Shagg. Of course, Summer is amazing. I love to swim and fish and hike Bald Mountain. The views are breathtaking. I love the wild sounds just before dusk when loons are settling down for the day. Then I want to say Autumn because the lake is ablaze with vibrant color. The sky is that beautiful rich blue. And the air is cool, crisp, sprinkled with the scent of wood smoke. When I think of Winter, I think of stillness. Quiet. Deer tracks in the snow outside the door. Getting on a snowmobile under starlight chasing shadows along a mountain trail.

Now that I think about it, what I like best is when someone like you writes in our guest book, “We had the best time together here.” Then you talk about how you made the mountains and the lake and the house yours. How this place will always be apart of you. How you will always be a part of it. That’s exactly the place I told you about. It’s that place I dreamed of creating when I was a little boy.