Wall of Shame
My Wall of Shame is actually the bottom of Johnson's Cove in Winter Harbor. Following the 1938 hurricane there was a sawmill in Johnson's Cove, and when the lumbering was finished, and the sawmill abandoned, the leftover logs slowly (over years) sank to the bottom. The Cove wasn't very deep, so many, many of these logs had their butt ends on the bottom, but their small ends were barely under water. In the early 1950s I had an 8' pram with a 5hp Elgin outboard motor and I used to explore the Cove regularly looking for frogs and turtles. Without exception, every trip to the Cove ended up with more than one busted shear pin. I became an expert at putting in the new one in record time. As a Christmas present one of those years, I received a package of 25 shear pins! The next summer I also was much more careful when I ventured into Johnson's Cove. By now I think the logs don't present a problem.
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