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The Saco River drains the White Mountains of Maine and New Hampshire, meandering southeast until it dumps into the Gulf of Maine at Saco. Whitewater dominates the upper reaches, but once it crosses from New Hampshire into Maine the Saco becomes a quiet-water paddler’s dream. Large deciduous trees line the shore and the hillsides around this wide lake, with a smattering of lofty conifers, mainly white pine, interspersed.
Huge granite boulders poke up here and there along the shoreline. Numerous coves, some of them quite deep and with jagged shorelines, beg to be explored. With all of the maples, oaks, and other deciduous trees lining the banks and covering the hillsides, this should be a beautiful spot to paddle in the fall when the leaves are turning. Avoid midsummer weekends if possible, because this is a popular recreation spot. When we paddled here, there were canoes out on the water, but we saw only one small motorboat.
The Saco River drains the White Mountains of Maine and New Hampshire, meandering southeast until it dumps into the Gulf of Maine at Saco. Whitewater dominates the upper reaches, but once it crosses from New Hampshire into Maine the Saco becomes a quiet-water paddler’s dream. Large deciduous trees line the shore and the hillsides around this wide lake, with a smattering of lofty conifers, mainly white pine, interspersed.
Huge granite boulders poke up here and there along the shoreline. Numerous coves, some of them quite deep and with jagged shorelines, beg to be explored. With all of the maples, oaks, and other deciduous trees lining the banks and covering the hillsides, this should be a beautiful spot to paddle in the fall when the leaves are turning. Avoid midsummer weekends if possible, because this is a popular recreation spot. When we paddled here, there were canoes out on the water, but we saw only one small motorboat.
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