Green Pond

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Seven Carries
... The route is nine miles (14 km) long and crosses seven wilderness ponds and three lakes ... Fish Hatchery Road from NY-30, one can put in on Little Green and then carry 220 yards (200 m) to Little Clear Pond, or put in directly on Little Clear ... The paddle to the Saint Regis Pond carry is 1.5 miles (2.4 km) ...
Green Pond Road
... Green Pond Road was a stadium in Walthamstow, London ... The ground was often simply called 'The (Green) Pond' ... The last game played at Green Pond Road was the last game of the 1988/89 season (on Saturday 13 May 1989), when Leytonstone/Ilford defeated Farnborough Town 5-3 ...
Raid At Combahee Ferry - The Combahee Ferry Raid
... the fleeing Confederates rode to the nearby village of Green Pond to sound the alarm ... As the Union ship approached, several mounted Confederates rode over the bridge in the direction of Green Pond ... Although Confederate troops stationed at Green Pond were notified of the raid, they did not respond at first ...
General James A. Van Fleet State Trail - Gallery
... Green Pond Trailhead Green Pond Trailhead Green Pond Trailhead. ...
Green Pond, New Jersey - Notable People
... Notable current and former residents of Green Pond include Lou Benfatti (born 1971), former defensive tackle for the New York Jets (1994-1996) ...

Famous quotes containing the words pond and/or green:

    This pond never breaks up so soon as the others in this neighborhood, on account both of its greater depth and its having no stream passing through it to melt or wear away the ice.... It indicates better than any water hereabouts the absolute progress of the season, being least affected by transient changes of temperature. A severe cold of a few days’ duration in March may very much retard the opening of the former ponds, while the temperature of Walden increases almost uninterruptedly.
    Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)

    Bring me my Bow of burning gold:
    Bring me my Arrows of desire:
    Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!
    Bring me my Chariot of fire!

    I will not cease from Mental Fight,
    Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand,
    Till we have built Jerusalem
    In England’s green & pleasant Land.
    William Blake (1757–1827)