Morrill Town News
By Mindy Rowlands
The town clerk's office is open Monday 5-8 p.m., Tuesday noon-8 p.m. and Saturday 8 a.m.-noon.
Annual town report
The town reports are done and available at the Town Office if anyone would like to view one prior to the town meeting.
Water district meeting
The Morrill Village Water District's annual meeting is scheduled for 9 a.m. on March 16 at the Morrill Community Center, just prior to the town meeting.
The annual town meeting will begin at 9:30 a.m. on Saturday, March 16. There will be a lunch served at around noon, and it sounds like it will be as delicious as always.
In other town news, Justin and Kyra Harford have just recently moved into a new home on Morey Hill Road. I would imagine that the excitement of having a new home has probably made up for having to move into it during the winter months. Justin has more recently begun volunteering on the Morrill Fire Department, too, so I’m sure he has had a very busy winter. We wish both of them all the best as they begin life in their new residence.
Dean and I decided to head to camp for a few days while my mother had the boys during February vacation. It was a last-minute plan, but things came together and everything looked good until the night before we left — it rained and rained. The next morning, as we loaded snowmobiles and supplies, I slipped on the ice and took a really hard fall — injuring my wrist and wrenching my neck. Not a great start to our trip, but we are determined folks. I took some Advil and wrapped my wrist in an Ace bandage and we made our way toward camp.
With a sore wrist, stiff neck, and the fact that snowmobiling is very uncomfortable for me because of my back, we decided our best bet might be to snowmobile the two and a half miles across the lake on the Sebeios Plantation side rather than attempt snowmobiling in from T2R8, which we thought might make for a very rough five-and-a-half-mile ride. We eventually arrived in Sebeios at “home shore” just in time to see a pickup flying out onto the lake through nearly a foot of slush and water. Dean was optimistic and thought we could work our way around the “bad spots” until we continued scanning and realized that there were nothing but bad spots. At that point, we decided to go back out to the interstate and take our chances coming in the other way. We eventually made it to T2R8, unloaded, and, to our amazement, found that the trail had recently been groomed. The ride wasn’t so painful after all and it was over fairly quickly.
We found the camp to be in good condition, so we started up the stove and began the long process of warming up the camp. The snow on our side of the lake appeared deep and packed fairly hard, so I decided to get a couple of quick winter photos from out on the lake, looking back at the camp. I had tramped out onto the lake about 30 feet when I hit a wet spot. I dropped down through the crust and found myself in nearly a foot of water; I squealed, turned and began to run back toward the camp, only to discover that one of my boots was gone. Stepping into water in your only pair of shoes is annoying enough, but knowing that you must now trudge back through that same water in your stocking foot is especially discouraging. I eventually retrieved the boot, leaving my dignity behind, and went back inside to snuggle in front of the woodstove.
Despite the difficult start to our trip, though, the rest of our time was very relaxing. We enjoyed lots of good conversation and were able to spend plenty of time reading in front of the stove. We were also treated to a gorgeous moonlit night during our last night there. I woke Dean up around 2 a.m. just so he could see it. He sat up, looked out the window and said, “Yup, it is pretty,” then went back to sleep. He is quite the romantic.