Friday on the Lake

Friday, August 12.

Our Friday at the lake, in photos.

Huckleberry Rock.

Loon and baby.

Osprey looking for lunch.

The Palisades.

The gazebo across the bay.

Rays of the sun.

Sun setting behind the clouds.

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Christine

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First Boat Ride

August 6.

Rick took us for our first boat ride in the middle of Alstock, so of course I brought my camera with my 70-200mm lens to see what I could capture.

Osprey with fish.

Porter Island.

Sun rays and cloud.

Sisters Islands.

Nick and friend on the Jetski.

Red house by the Palisades (high rocks).

Palisades.

Other side of our bay on the east shore.

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Autumn at the Lake -- Sunday Boat Ride

The day after the cook-off, a boat ride-and-float tradition began at some point, and continued this year.  It was a little bit warmer (meaning it wasn't finger-frosted-forty like Saturday's cook-off temps.  It wasn't raining, that was the main thing, and a little breeze would not put us off.

I think the colors were at their peak today!

The other pontoon boat was catching up to us.

We floated around, both pontoon boats tethered together, behind Round Island, where the breeze was blocked and the water was calm.  Snacks and drinks and general conversation were the goal, and we all enjoyed a great time together.

Rich photobombed Dad and Mom.

When it was time to go, we untethered the boats, waved goodbye, and met back at the Jackson dock.

Al points the way.

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Autumn at the Lake -- Saturday Boat Ride

Back from my Saturday morning walk yesterday, I relaxed for just a bit until one of my cousins came up and told me there was a boat ride that very minute.  No time to waste!  Dad, Mom and I trotted on down to the dock and onto the pontoon boat for a relaxing first autumn ride.

The lake was like glass that morning, and the colors were brilliant.  Even in the cold, it was the perfect boat ride.

Little Round Island, forlorn without its little house.

Someone spotted a loon with its winter colors, and Rick (our boat driver) angled for me to get a good shot--oh, for a decent telephoto lens!!

Mini suns reflected on the water.

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On the Water

August 11.

My last full day on the Lake was a warm one, and everyone wanted to be out on the water.  So that's what we did.  We spent the first part of the afternoon at Winter Bay (Military Bay), cooking hotdogs over an open fire, then lazing on the boat or floating in the water.

Char kicks up her feet.

Mom and Dad enjoying time together on the pontoon boat.

Matt almost gives me a smile.

A turkey vulture overhead.

After a long while, and who cared what time it was, we decided to boat out to the deep part of the Lake, near the rope swing (no longer there due to tree breakage) at Round Island.

Our boating companions.

Everyone took turns jumping in.

I thought it'd be nice to step down the ladder and get in.  I set my camera down, clipped my hair up, and stepped on the first rung.  As I turned around, I felt myself slipping so I let myself go--aaaa!!  Once I was fully in the water, I hollered, "I didn't mean to do that!!!"  Everyone laughed.  I climbed right back out for just a second, enough time to slip off my ring (loose anyways and there was no way I wanted to lose it) and give it to Mom, then back in again I went.

We floated for a while, then got back on the boat for a lazy ride back home.

We spotted the loon!!

A great day.  No more, no less.  :)


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Christine

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