Dwight Peck's personal website
A photographic record of whatever leapt out at us
You may not find this terribly rewarding unless you're included here, so this is a good time for casual and random browsers to turn back before they get too caught up in the sweep and majesty of the proceedings and can't let go.
Still more scenes from the lake, mid-September 2020
Our annual summer pilgrimage to the Wisconsin Northwoods
This is an experiment, one we've been contemplating, and planning, all summer.
It's all about how far we can get this boat thing in amongst all this superfluous greenery. 10 September 2020.
Oh no, we're stuck fast. There's no way out.
We stay calm and try a little harder.
We can make it. It's possible. Even likely.
A big sigh of relief
A meeting at mid-lake: Kristin and Kim, and by the looks of it, a small cat
It's Choupette -- looking in a fiercely bad mood, as usual
Pure malevolence (we still haven't figured out if that's real malevolence or her inherited happy face)
Anyway, something's distracted her and we can slip away.
So we go over and circumhydrobike Adjidaumo, the central island.
Something's going on over on the eastern shore -- something that's probably illegal. Tampering with the shoreline, oh no.
On the other hand, since Scott Walker wedged himself in as governor (and survived his recall), he and his pull-up-the-ladder Republican friends have discarded most of the ecological regulations, and nowadays it seems that anything goes. That looks like it's going to be the foundation of a (formerly) illegal building right at the lakeside.
We'll move along smartly, in case they see us and they're armed.
A string of older boathouses along the northeastern shore
And back to the boathouse at Mussent Point
11 September 2020, and a good day for the secchi disc
Cousin Rob is measuring the turbidity vs. clarity of the water by lowering the secchi disc down and measuring the length of the cord when the disc can't be seen anymore.
Another dead tree
They should all be changing color soon. Except the ones that are not supposed to change their color.
Setting off back up the lake at the end of the afternoon
Another rainy day -- another frustration for hapless Melvin the Doge; 12 September 2020
13 September -- learning to drink the lake water without falling headfirst into it
Baby Leigh island
Chase Island, down by the highway bridge
Searching for chanterelle mushrooms and/or the purple loosestrife noxious invasive weed
Stuck on the sunken tree trunk. Try rocking the bike.
A hydroponic sort of regrowth on the old log
More trees headed south
The ladies setting out for a bracing cruise around the lake . . .
. . . and running into Cousin Rob for a catch-up on all the news.
Now, finally, we can get on with our bike ride.
How the other half lives when they come up to their refuge on the lake whenever they can get away during the summer
Another late afternoon return from the southern end of the lake. It's a little over 2 miles back north to Mussent Point.
Passing the Tiger Tail and turning north
Cousin Rob headed back east towards home
This, it seems, is their favorite sunbathing place.
16 September 2020, and getting progressively colder every day (and night). What will the turtles do?
The spillway at the canal again, 16 September
Another trip south, 17 September 2020
We'll creep closer, but we must be careful not to startle them.
They know something's up.
Oh no -- sorry!
We never intended to scare them . . .
. . . but there they go!
The enclave at Mussent Point
Cousin Rob hanging out at the little lake along the canal
It's Saturday, 19 September, the occasion for the Great Superspreader Motorcycle Rally in northern Wisconsin.
Hundreds have been roaring down the highway like rolling thunder, as it were. These are the stragglers.
Pace to everyone.
The Lake in the Wisconsin Northwoods
Mussent Point is at no. 12.
Next up: Last days on the lake, early October 2020
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All rights reserved, all wrongs avenged. Posted 22 November 2020.