Whitewater Neighbors…
…visiting here for a few days. Get out the Sequence.
…visiting here for a few days. Get out the Sequence.
…to standby status. Water out, and most systems shut down. Occupants heading south tomorrow.
…of distant thunder, although the sun is shining. Both the pulling boat and Geode needed extensive bailing after last night and today up to dump time.
I think that with all the rain down south, plus what came up this way, the water level may be rebounding a bit.
…after many insistent but inaccurate forecasts.
Of course, just when I set out to ride to the marina. Checked the oil, bailed the dinghy, went for a row, and rode home, all in the rain, which stopped as soon as I parked the bike. Pretty much perfect.
…and very quiet. Crow wingbeats, woodpecker taps, and merganser splashes, the biggest noises. Almost sunny much of the time, while southern Wisconsin is getting 8 inches of rain.
…but only of the Windrider. Although it would have been a great day for a sail, it was also a great day for hauling. Why wait for rain and cold? Additionally, I now have time for upgrades and repairs.
Last night, full moon rising (with mergansers).
South wind, warm sun, pleasant temperature. September at its best. Lunch with M&E and J&ME at Buoy’s, but that’s about the extent of it. Quite a bit more being than doing.
…though things are getting pretty dry and the water level is dropping. Normal for this time of year, but we can hope for a wet fall, a snowy winter, and a rainy spring.
We thought it would be a drifter, but a surprisingly lively west wind piped up and we sailed around the bay at nearly 6 knots. As we were coming in, Murray and Elaine were heading out. Evening is the the best time in multiple ways.
Sue met Elaine while out on a row, so a get together was arranged for 5 pm. Sue and Karen set up a beautiful set of hors d’oeuvres, and while they were setting up George and Judy motored by in their lovely fishing boat. As they were heading away across the bay I fired off a text, and the boat turned around. End result, a lovely neighborhood party
Fast three tack beat out, more leisurely Two jibe run home. Good fun.
Karen is here from Petoskey. Whitefish and hash browns on the griddle, followed by one of Sue’s plum tortes.
Hot and muggy morning, switching within minutes to such a cold, wet norther that we had to go check the boats. Now clear, and pleasant with a gentle breeze.
Warm and windy, but the nights are getting longer. Last evening chilly, though warming by morning, and warm enough by afternoon for a dip in the lake.
Lichen on maple
Early morning image by Mary Ellen
…trip to the dump followed by a nice Windride.
Loons off the port bow.
And, bottle gentian, flowering, as it usually does, right about the beginning of September.
…and then securing boats against gale force winds.
Working as a team, Mark, Sue, and I dropped, bucked, and brushed three spindly and moribund ash and one big, but dead, balsam. The place looks better, and we have years worth of firewood.
…after an alternating day of hot sun and chilly rain.
Calm morning.
Slowly building in the afternoon.
Blowing like stink now, but from the west, so we are sheltered.
…for the outdoor shower. The old one (pictured below) has been problematic for years. The new one shuts right off and doesn’t leak a drop.
And in the more attractive department…
…with Mark and family.
Very breezy day; jib and mizzen only, but good fun—and the girls unfazed by motion or heeling.
…after a trip to the dump.
You can’t tell from this photo, but it was blowing out in the bay, and at times we hit iceboat speeds.
Why so many trips to the dump one might ask; this time because Sue has been trimming, and the new policy around here is for all brush to go the municipal burn pile.