Pictures taken on my walk around The Landing Place Pond, Marystown. This is where I spent many of my early childhood days. We would go there to swim, to trout, to catch frogs and tadpoles, to explore, and in the winter to play on the ice. This pond holds a ton of memories.
This is The Mill Brook which runs out of The Landing Place Pond and passes just a few yards from where our home was located. It wasn’t overgrown like it is now. There once was a dam, where the brook leaves the pond and another just above where we lived. Years before I was born,there was a saw mill on our property. We would swim where the river had been dammed. The dam was adjacent to our land and only a couple of minutes from our house.
This was our swimming hole. The town has made many improvements to the swimming area and there is now a popular walking trail around the pond. About twenty to thirty feet offshore yo may find remnants of our Hillman “Diving Car”. Story below photo.
Beulah Almost Drowns
The day Beulah almost drowned..There were a number of us swimming and some lazing on the grass. Beulah was only about 8 years old and had somehow found herself alone out by the lilly pads. None of us noticed that she was missing. Than we heard a shout and water splashing. It was my older brother. He swam out and pulled Beulah from the water. They performed artificial respiration on her immediately and she coughed up water. Beulah would be ok but it made us heed our parents warning to stay out of water that was over our heads.
Trouting in The Landing Place Pond
A small brook called The Mill Brook ran by our property. The brook originated in The Landing Place Pond and we would fish the brook to the pond. If we hadn’t caught a meal of trout, we would walk the right side of the pond to a small cove. This was a good spot to swim but also one of our favorite fishing spots. We used a bamboo pole and a bobber.
One hot summers day, when I was seven or eight years old, we were fishing in the cove and catching lots of trout. We looked up to the gravel road and there was a police car stopped and the mountie was looking our way. Knowing we had caught too many trout, we paniced and ran home. I remember crawling under our house to hide. I stayed there for a few hours. We found out afterwards that he was checking out a man that had a fire lit and there was a fire ban on.
The Diving Car in The Landing Place Pond