The Legend of  Owl Rock

    During the Great Depression, the caretaker of Owl Island was a curious old man named Scarab.  He took great pride in maintaining all of the buildings and grounds on the island and would always be the first to rise in the morning and the last to go to bed.  His living quarters consisted of a tiny room near the pump house, and it got so cold out there that his home became known as "Scarab's Igloo."

    One frigid night in November, there was a fiddle band playing on the porch of the main lodge.  Guests in attendance that evening said that what they saw was perhaps the "most peculiar thing ever to be witnessed on God's Green Earth." As the musicians finished their last song and the night grew still, everyone heard an odd sound coming from the great rock that welcomed them to this island oasis.   As the stunned onlookers filed out of the cabin, they were amazed to see Scarab sitting on Owl Rock, completely covered in hooting owls. 

    No one knows the significance of this incident or the events that led up to it, but to this day Owl Rock continues to be a magnet for strange and mystical experiences.