North Atlantic right whales appear to be wintering off the coast of Maine.
A large number of North Atlantic right whales have been seen in the Gulf of Maine in recent days, leading right whale researchers at NOAA’s Northeast Fisheries Science Center (NEFSC) to believe they have identified a wintering ground and potentially a breeding ground for this endangered species.
The NEFSC’s aerial survey team saw 44 individual right whales on December 3 in the Jordan Basin area, located about 70 miles south of Bar Harbor, Maine.
With a population estimated to be about 325 whales, knowing where the whales are at any time is critical to protect them. [Link]
It would hardly seem necessary after quoting Champlain's statement with regard to the name of this Island and his reasons for so naming it, to call attention to the proper accentuation of the word "Desert," but there are still many who place the accent on the last syllable, a practice which has a tendency to obscure its meaning. We have seen that Champlain called the place the "Isle of the Desert Mountains," and from this, doubtless, it came to be called Mount Desert. The French words for this name are 
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We arrived at the end of the dirt road, 100m inland from the shore, and 500m north of the confluence. We brought kayaks, and found a portage trail which took us directly to the rocky shore. Morning mist had just lifted from the river valley, the lake was relatively calm. We launched the boats, and paddled to the zero point in only a few minutes. It took a while to get a picture of the GPS, as the breeze quickly moved the boat off the coordinates. After obtaining the requisite documentation, we landed at the shore, searched and found a geocache hidden in the woods. [
The stranger's (Talleyrand's) visit caused considerable surprise among the few inhabitants of the place at that time, and when Mr. R. informed them that his name was Talleyrand, a French gentleman of considerable note, who had left France on account of the Revolution—that he had been introduced to him in Boston, and was surprised to find him so shy and indifferent on their meeting there, the people were as much so, as they had noticed his strolling about the place without any apparent notice. But some of the older inhabitants observed that his lameness and walk put them in mind of the French Boy, (as they used to call him) who was taken from there about the time of the close of the French War. These observations induced Mr. Robbins to make particular inquiries in regard to the French Boy, and they informed him that sometime previous to the war, a French ship of war came into that place to make repairs, and to obtain wood and water; that while there, the captain became intimate with a young girl, the daughter of a fisherman than absent, which created scandal among the little society of fish mongers, and in due time the girl gave birth to a child—a fine boy.
