Legacy: Voices of Hog Island

For almost 10 years, we have been gathering stories, images, letters, documents, records, and artwork about the history of Hog Island. We are now completing an inventory, and will soon be looking for your help in identifying photos and editing transcripts. Interested? Sign up for e-mail notifications, and we’ll let you know when documents ready.  You may also contact us if you’d like to learn more.

Sunset over Hog Island

Beginnings

The 1940s and ’50s

The 1960s and ’70s

The 1980s and ’90s

The 2000s

The 2010s

Thanks to Tom Schaefer for collecting and editing many of these stories as editor of the “Across the Narrows” newsletter from 2000-06. Thanks to David Klinger for stewarding our historical materials through much of the last decade.

2 Comments

  1. Ethan Dawe
    Posted February 4, 2011 at 10:51 am | Permalink

    In the summer of 1982 I was not quite 11 years old and I was excited. For the first time I was going to get to go away to Boy Scout Camp. My mom also told me that she had signed me up for the Audubon Youth Ecology Camp at Hog Island, Maine. I would be going there for 10 days then coming home for a week, then going on to Boy Scout camp for a week. I was not that excited. It seemed like an obstacle between me and Scout camp, something to be endured while waiting to go to that awesome place where I’d get to swim, play games, participate in archery, earn merit badges, etc.. When the time to leave rolled around we packed up a foot locker and loaded it into the car for the drive up the coast from Massachusetts to Bremen, Maine. I was prepared to endure my time while thinking of all the fun things I’d be doing in a few weeks when Scout camp finally arrrived.

    The truth, of course, was exactly the opposite. Nearly 30 years later I still recall my first glimpse of Hog Island across the mist shrouded bay as I was dropped off on the shore with the other kids. It’s seemed like another world, and it was. There was hiking, learning about the coastal ecology, boat trips, exploration, amazing meals, and nightly presentations and singing songs in the Fish House.

    In the end, I can’t recall much of what I did at Boy Scout camp, to which I never returned, but I did go back to Hog Island in 1983 and 1984. After that I was too old for the youth camp, but I never forgot it.

    Years later I thought to look it up again in hopes of sending my daughter in a few years. I was sad to see this camp is no more. I would pay dearly to have her go and experience the magic of that island in Maine.

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