West Branch Log Boom
- 1929
- Digital pigment print from original Bert Call negative
- Print Size 30 X 22 in / 76.2 x 55.9 cm
- Frame Size 37 X 30 in / 94.0 x 76.2 cm
“Early the next morning we had mounted our packs, and prepared for a tramp up the West Branch.”
“Leaping over a fence, we began to follow an obscure trail up the northern bank of the Penobscot. There was now no road further, the river being the only highway, and but half a dozen log huts confined to its banks, to be met with for thirty miles; on either hand, and beyond, was a wholly uninhabited wilderness, stretching to Canada.”
“This was what you might call a bran new country; the only roads were of Nature's making, and the few houses were camps. Here, then, one could no longer accuse institutions and society, but must front the true source of evil.”
“In fact, the deeper you penetrate into the woods, the more intelligent, and, in one sense, less countrified do you find the inhabitants; for always the pioneer has been a traveller, and, to some extent, a man of the world; and, as the distances with which he is familiar are greater, so is his information more general and far reaching than the villager's.”
—Henry David Thoreau, “1846 Ktaadn”, The Maine Woods