Vacation out at Loon Lake was great this year. We were able to head out Saturday since I had the weekend before my week of vacation off, and the weather was fantastic all week. I only got a little sunburned – I always forget that it’s easier to burn on the water and at 2300 feet, but no massive burns like last year! We managed to spend some time floating on tubes on the lake about every day, and had a week of relaxing at the cabin and on the dock. No luck fishing this year – but at least we also managed to avoid catching the bottom of the lake!
Destin’s dad loaned us his kayaks again, and we paddled about 3/4 of the way around the lake this year – no threatening clouds on the horizon, or wind pushing us around too much this year. We were able to go all the way up to see the little island this time. It’s a naturally occurring island, just big enough for the cabin and shed that got built on it. It’s not too far in from shore, but it’s very cool looking. I’d only ever seen it once before, when I was about 13ish and we came up for the summer from California and the rowboat was already out of the boathouse. Dad had hooked the little outboard Evinrude onto it and we’d toured the lake. Kayaking it was considerably more work, but I had a camera with me this time and got some good photos of it. The rest of the photos of the island as well as the rest of our trip are now up on Photobucket.
On a side note, my brother and I had sure gotten a kick out of the motor being named “Evinrude”… evidently the dragonfly in “The Rescuers” that pushed the leaf boat around got his name from the outboard motor!
One of the days was a little cooler, so we headed into Deer Park to poke around at Double Eagle Pawn to see if there was anything we couldn’t live without. No luck for me, but Destin found a couple goodies in the way of tools. We also enjoyed Egger Meats – I love the smell of butcher shops, all the spices and seasonings they use. We wandered the cemetery out at Loon Lake as well. I’m used to the neat, well-maintained, orderly cemeteries around here, and even though this one is still in use, people just seem to have been crammed in the ground wherever their families wanted to plant them. The oldest grave we saw was from the late 1800’s. I get the impression that there were probably several unmarked graves, and a lot of markers that I’d always thought were temporary… just tin signs on a stake, but some were from decades ago. There were also a bunch of pipe – both PVC and metal – sticking out of the ground about 8 inches. Grave markers? I’ve also never seen modern graves mounded with dirt like many of these were – just old ones. Very bizarre.
I think my dad and I are the only ones who know that the wood cookstove at the cabin needs to be cleaned out, and how to do it. I swear I’ve been the only one to do it the last couple times my dad hasn’t beaten me out to the cabin for the summer. The oven really tends to heat better when there’s not a ton of ash around it, and heating the oven and dropping the door open tends to heat the kitchen up pretty well for those chilly mornings/evenings (or for the really unfortunate trips, all day). I also got tired of arguing with the knob switch on the lamp in the dressing room – it’s old and wasn’t working properly anymore, so when we went to the Loon Lake “Grocery and Hardware” (no joke here) I bought a new light socket/switch and replaced the one on the lamp.
I was a little worried about leaving our cat home alone, even though I’d bought hopper-style food and water dishes for her. I worried she’d think she’d been abandoned again, and go find somewhere else to live. Evidently, though, she spent the week at our house anyway – Destin’s dad stopped by to check on her and fill up her food and played with her a bit. She was here when we got home, too, and seems to be big on “snuggle the kitty” time every day now. She liked attention before, too, though.
I read One Second After a little bit ago, and now I’m working on Dies the Fire courtesy of Anna. Both are doomsday type novels – about the possible world in the event of a massive solar flare frying electronics, or an EMP attack, destroying all modern technology. It’s some interesting food for thought – how quickly things (and people) could go crazy when food supplies are threatened, and how quickly a lot of the population could die off – especially those dependent on medications or machines like pacemakers or dialysis. Anna loaned me Dies the Fire, and it is quite a bit different than One Second After. I’m still working my way through it, but so far I like it enough to try the sequel.