These were our accommodations over the weekend. I spent all of Saturday on the upper deck reading while various boys got dragged around behind a boat. Please note the shoreline. The entire lake is ringed with a rocky slope of forty-five degrees or worse, the very bones of the mountains whose lower reaches now lie drowned as deep as five hundred feet. It was very quiet, except when some houseboats anchored nearby and people started drinking and swearing late into the night, completely destroying the peace and serenity of the starry sky above. God how I wanted to join them.
Friday, October 06, 2006
While I'm At It
Picture posting finally works hence the draft from Thursday now appears below.
These were our accommodations over the weekend. I spent all of Saturday on the upper deck reading while various boys got dragged around behind a boat. Please note the shoreline. The entire lake is ringed with a rocky slope of forty-five degrees or worse, the very bones of the mountains whose lower reaches now lie drowned as deep as five hundred feet. It was very quiet, except when some houseboats anchored nearby and people started drinking and swearing late into the night, completely destroying the peace and serenity of the starry sky above. God how I wanted to join them.
These were our accommodations over the weekend. I spent all of Saturday on the upper deck reading while various boys got dragged around behind a boat. Please note the shoreline. The entire lake is ringed with a rocky slope of forty-five degrees or worse, the very bones of the mountains whose lower reaches now lie drowned as deep as five hundred feet. It was very quiet, except when some houseboats anchored nearby and people started drinking and swearing late into the night, completely destroying the peace and serenity of the starry sky above. God how I wanted to join them.
2 comments:
The water level appears to be quite low; is that normal for this time of year? (But the view must have been lovely!)
The water level fluctuates. In past years we've moored a houseboat to the shore, only to find the bows high and dry a day and a half later.
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