While In Rome…
Since I’m on the cape all week, I thought I’d visit a few historical and spooky spots and share some tales with all of you…
First up is the Scargo Tower. Howard and I set out on this rainy day to locate these places because there is nothing better than a rainy day to explore. With all the kiddos back to school, and the summer ending, we had the world to ourselves.
This tower is the third tower to be built in this location. One collapsed in a gale and one burned down as they made it out of wood. The view was amazing, and the best part? There is also a Native American legend about Scargo hill and lake as well, check it out below…
And as always I hope you’re having a wonderful day…
“The lake, which is fish-shaped, is believed to be either the legacy of giant god Maushop or a princess named Scargo, whose handmaidens scooped it out with clamshells at the behest of her father, Sagem, who was chief of the Bobuset tribe. The princess had built a small pond in which to keep four baby fish given to her by a young brave from another tribe with whom she had fallen in love. He promised to return to her before the fish were fully grown. One day, the princess awoke to find the lake had dried out and all but one of the fish were dead. Her tears of sadness kept the last fish alive until her father had built her a lake for the fish. The boundary of the lake was marked by the landing points of four arrows fired by a tribe brave. As promised, the princess’ brave returned before the fish matured and they were married. They continued to live at Scargo Lake, where the descendants of the fish continue to swim.”
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