Kent Island in November 2009 by Peter Cunningham

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2008 mapping of KI vegetation. This had begun sudden change since the eradication of the hares three years ago. The hares ate all the young tree sprouts, yum yum.
View North from South Hill.
Nat Wheelwright and Bob Mauck, both former directors of The Bowdoin Kent Island Scientific Station.
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The grave of John Kent
The grave of Pricilla Cheney recently stood upright by Genie Wheelwright.
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The view North along the Western Shore - Grand Manan off the picture to the left.
Genie, Bob, and Nat look for birds atop John and Suzanna Kent's lime pit from the early 1800's.
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It had blown all night about 30 knots from the Soutwest which is unbroken open ocean all the way to Bermuda.
East toward Nova Scotia; the storm begins to clear at noon despite a forecast for heavy rain all day.
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Stillness and turbulence.
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Sea Foam
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From the point of view of sea lice, giant mountains.
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Seal watching a photographer.
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The sea is more responsive to stimulation than are the ancient rocks; eroding slowly.
A feather finds the perfect place to land, its featherhood ruffled.
Dropped on the rocks by a satisfied gull, a shell of what is known as an urchin in the dictionary, a sea asshole to Grand Manan fishermen, and delicately served as uni (ウニ) in Japan.
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I'll print this one too.
A seat for a duck hunter or a research biologist? Or perhaps a random act of the sea on a very high tide.
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I remember this part of the island as a dying forest when I was a child.
Some man's fence? Dreams of order, in and out, us and them, washed up on the shore.
A bridge over untroubled waters. North
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South
Sheep Island, the third of "Three Islands". Sheep and Hay were recently acquired by Bowdoin College forming an undisturbed marine wilderness territory in The Bay of Fundy.
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An old but happy couple, they've been through a lot together.
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All rocks begin life with sharp edges.
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I used to have a purpose, a reason to live, but I've forgotten what it was.
The teeth of....what?
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My father ("Fogseeker") studied clouds.
A researcher leaves equipment behind for the spring season - good luck buddy.
The edge between the trees and the field will evolve in the coming years as the hares no longer eat the young saplings.
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New growth, the vanguard of change
The whiskey is gone. Where was it consumed? In Cuba or right here on Kent Island?
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Fogeeker's research station called "Fog Heaven". Fogseeker was my father, he died nearly two years ago and time is already rotting away his constructions.
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Eastern Green Isand seen from Kent.
Bushwacking in the forest to the West of the Eagles' Nest Path to the North End: leichen and rasberries.
This gull lost only it's feather. Many gulls lose their lives to eagles; many petrels lose their lives to gulls.
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Sticks and stones will break my bones. A gull.
Mountain Ash replaces the spruce forest.
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The Warden's House. This is where Ernest Joy lived with Carey. The letters he wrote to my father in the 1930's and 40's are in The Grand Manan Museum.
The weather shack held my father's thermometers and a hydrothermograph.
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Western Beach looking toward Grand Manan, high water.
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Mountains of rockweed ripped from its rocks and thrown on the shore. Feasting, millions of small flies, the birds already flown south, are wasted as food.
A river of flowers at the end of the earth.
A rising tide buries every stone.
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Southern Hill from the West Shore.
A joint, washed on the beach.
Wind becomes wave.
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Violence and stillness.
A coldfront and a wave.
The view South from Western Beach. Turbulence.
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View North, Grand Manan in the left corner.
SouthWest Head Lighthouse on Grand Manan seen from Kent Island
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The date was November 1, the wind from the SW. I say these are Halloween balloons from Maine.
Looking North.
In the summer these rasberry bushes are too thick to navigate and the gulls are too hostile when you near their ubiquitous nests, but this time of year a photographer can bushwack anywhere.
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Photographer at rest: facing South towrd Gannet Rock Light.
This rope once held a boat secure.
Sea and seafoam on the Southern tip.
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SE tip of Kent Island. I'm going to make a print of this one.
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Geology - someone please explain
Fallen ferns and SW Head
Eastern Ledge
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Testing to see if there are any hares remaining. These apples stayed uneaten for three days.
Marking a set of petrel nests
An "exclosure" set up three years ago to test the natural response to a lack of nibbling hares.
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Is the beetle round or "D-shaped"?
The dying forest with no young trees to replace them when they go, the new generation eaten by rabbits.
Marking petrel nests
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The end of Petrel Path leading toward Hay (Henry's) Islalnd.
Marking the August death of a rockweeder who was unloading his boat on this Hay Island spot.
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Mooring on Hay Island
The last rose.
Duckpond on Hay
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Bob Mauck
View though the crack in an abandoned duck blind.
Southern shore of Hay.
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On this early November day, the sun set and the full moon rose at the same time. How often does that happen astonomers?
Reflection in the low tide flat between Hay and Kent.
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An anchor
Junior Ingalls was the last person to keep this unusual weir.
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Genie Wheelwright is a professional mediator.
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My father's mirror in Fog Heaven.