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Still more scenes from the lake
Summer 2017 -- so far we've been on our annual study tour with the Wisconsin Wetlands Association and hosted daughters Alison and Marlowe and their nuclear families on the lake. Now for still more random additions to the seasonal photo dump.
It's Eclipse Day on the dock! (21 August 2017)
Some of us have cheap regulation eclipse-watching glasses. Others made their own.
Dinner with guests Lori and her friend Roxane (21 August 2017)
Discovering that YouTube has probably hundreds of brilliant but little-known 18th century composers
The Storm of the Century (22 August 2017)
Hydrobikes are famously stable in most conditions, but when the waves coming from behind are going faster than the hull speed of the bike, it's wallowing and unsteerable. We're running for the point.
Quiet behind the point, and ten minutes later the rain stops
Getting ready to peek out into the centre lake again
According to our guide, the north wind across the lake anticipates the hillside on our left and goes up over it . . .
. . . leaving us comfortably unbattered by the wind for the moment.
Melvin the Centrepiece
Melvin has proved himself to be fairly sensible and is now being let out of doors to emulate his jungle ancestors for a while each day.
He's probably feared throughout the underbrush, by now, as a dreaded insect catcher. No birds yet, luckily.
A speedy trip towards Adjidaumo, the centre island (23 August 2017)
A salute to the eagle on duty on Adjidaumo
A cute cabin on Raymond's island (officially, 'Crescent Island'; see map below)
Didn't mean to startle them
End of the day, Cousin Rob sets off home down the far side of the lake
At a leisurely pace. Allowing time for solitary reflection and stock-taking
Another vicious rainy day (26 August 2017)
But why not? It's only rain (i.e., no lightning so far).
It's not easy to stay under the trees (without grounding the propeller).
Out into open water
Red willow roots trying to revivify this old fallen tree
Briefly under the trees, around the Tigertail point
The southern bay towards South Shore Drive. Fewer jetskis out today -- the only humans seen so far have been a heavily ponchoed man and his son fishing off their dock near the far end of this photo.
A hornets' nest delicately poised
It's getting right cold -- we'll start back. About 4km back to the dock.
Crossing the bar (to 'Beaver Island')
This is what hydrobike specialist Cousin Rob calls 'pedaling uphill'.
Under the highway bridge (29 August 2017)
We're searching the shore for 1) chanterelles, trumpets of death, or other tasty mushrooms, 2) invasive weeds (like purple loosestrife), 3) ducks, turtles, fish, snakes, maybe muskrats.
The highway bridge from peaceful little South Bay
The State-Owned Island, called Baby Leigh
Red willow roots all round the whole little island, desperate to get things healthy again
Cousin Rob viewing the red willow roots
The Lake Association President for Life measuring the clarity/turbidity of the water with a Secchi Disk
Back to Mussent Point at the end of the day
Dinner and a boat ride at Lori's on Fence Lake
A preprandial boat ride through some of the lake system around Fence Lake, most of which is on the reservation of the Lac du Flambeau Band of Lake Superior Chippewa Indians (30 August 2017)
Our new friend Lori's family has a cottage on the lake and we're been invited out for a gang dinner, preceded by a bracing pontoon boat ride.
Channels between the necklace of little lakes, not entirely straightforward going for a pontoon boat
Boathouses on the Placid Twin Lakes
We're recording as many boathouses as we can for absent friends who take the hobby pretty seriously, but nothing really stands out.
Back out to Fence lake and now through a channel to Crawling Stone Lake . . .
. . . as the temperature drops and the sun heads south.
Time for dinner, yes?
Kirk and Kristin (and Joellen under blankets) braving the spray at high floatboat speeds into the wind
Whitman and Liz doing the best they can for the dog
A book plug: Horsemen of the Trumpocalypse by John Nichols (Whitman's dad) of The Nation magazine, newly released -- 3-4 page profiles of the outrageous cronies in the Trump White House universe, fact-filled and frequently very funny.
Don't disturb the centrepiece.
Another eagle and . . .
. . . a turtle.
The Lake in the Wisconsin Northwoods
Mussent Point is at no. 12.