We had a couple of gorgeous days on Lake George this past week. Moxie is running perfect and we cruised down to Hewlitt's Landing. Dave used the excuse that he had to dive and secure the anchor when we stopped for lunch, but I think it was more that he couldn't resist jumping in the now 64 degree water...twice, and survived to to tell about it! He wasn't in very long though.
Day number two started out with a one way kayak trip down the LaChute River. Once again I told myself not to bother to bring my camera since we've done this trip so often. Wrong. We saw muskrats, tons of birds, turtles, and more. With all our rain, the river was flowing nicely, and the weeds weren't bad yet, so we could get close to shore once we were in Lake Champlain under Fort Ticonderoga.
That same afternoon, we decided that we would tempt the weather gods and launched the Sea Doo for a blast around the north end of the lake. As the storm clouds built, we headed back to the launch ramp and arrived just as the 20 knot north wind started blowing. We beat the odds!
We headed south to home and discovered that tragedy had hit our fish pond. We thought the goldfish were hiding in the rocks, so Dave removed them and found one dead fish stuck in there and none of the other eight. We drained the pond and down in the bottom were three small fish from last year. Now we have cleaned and refilled it and have a screen on top. We think it might have been a heron since there was no sign of any fish. One gulp per fish and they were gone. Several years back I found a heron at the pond and we put the screen on, but lately I guess we became complacent. We feel guilty and will start looking to replace the 'fleet of fish'. That's our next quest.