As expected, the weekend brought more campers. Down at the flats, of sites 1 to 15, there are eight filled campsites. Here in the center loop there are four, and up on the farthest area two. The flats are where most of the family gatherings are held so at last count there were three dogs barking, two babies crying, and I don't know how many children shrieking.Add in one huge generator. That is why we never camp in the flats. Most of them will be gone by Sunday afternoon and once again we will be left to our quiet ways.
The rain finally let up this morning but now the mosquitoes are attacking. Gary started a nice smoking fire and sprayed around the area so we could have a pleasant evening.
We sat down in our lawn chairs to listen to a public radio station but soon gave up. The mosquitoes were relentless. Gary took off in the canoe to the center of the lake. I came inside the camper to write this blog. It should get quite a bit colder later on which should take care of the skeeters. We may try again.
Still, we are happy with the rain and the bugs, they are signs of a healthy rain forest. Over the past decade there has been terrible drought in these woods. As late as a couple of weeks ago, there were forest fires in northwest Wisconsin but that is over for now. Here the rivers are running high and fast. The lakes that were so dry are now filling up. We had to slog out several feet to launch the canoe last year. Now we go in from the bank.
One look at the pines tells the story. Inside, the branches are bare of needles.
But look at the tips of the branches and there is the new growth, bright green. The forest is recovering.
With fire danger low, we once again can have campfires even if we have to share them with flying insects.
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Wade Peterson posted his latest short story at Black Coffee Fiction http://blackcoffeefiction.blogspot.com
The title is "Gifts of the Storyteller" but I am sure he is not describing this storyteller. For one thing, I have no cleavage to speak of and I don't do fairie stories., But you must judge for yourselves.
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As I was finishing the blog, Gary came up from the lake. While he was canoeing, he spotted three swans that took off when he approached. He thought they went over to Gordon Lake so he came for me and we drove over. No swans but we got to see the spectacular Gordon Lake sunset. I wished I had grabbed my camera.
When we got back I noticed a strange noise under our camper. Two red squirrels were making whoopie.
Being the voyeur (voyeuse?) that I am I watched but it went on and on. Does it always take that long? Do squirrels get stuck together like dogs? Or was the male squirrel that good? Gary claims mating should be done by now so they were probably gay. Except for the species that are asexual, there are no species in nature that don't practice homosexuality so he could be right.
I find nature so interesting. Hmmm.
The rain finally let up this morning but now the mosquitoes are attacking. Gary started a nice smoking fire and sprayed around the area so we could have a pleasant evening.
Still, we are happy with the rain and the bugs, they are signs of a healthy rain forest. Over the past decade there has been terrible drought in these woods. As late as a couple of weeks ago, there were forest fires in northwest Wisconsin but that is over for now. Here the rivers are running high and fast. The lakes that were so dry are now filling up. We had to slog out several feet to launch the canoe last year. Now we go in from the bank.
One look at the pines tells the story. Inside, the branches are bare of needles.
****
Wade Peterson posted his latest short story at Black Coffee Fiction http://blackcoffeefiction.blogspot.com
The title is "Gifts of the Storyteller" but I am sure he is not describing this storyteller. For one thing, I have no cleavage to speak of and I don't do fairie stories., But you must judge for yourselves.
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As I was finishing the blog, Gary came up from the lake. While he was canoeing, he spotted three swans that took off when he approached. He thought they went over to Gordon Lake so he came for me and we drove over. No swans but we got to see the spectacular Gordon Lake sunset. I wished I had grabbed my camera.
When we got back I noticed a strange noise under our camper. Two red squirrels were making whoopie.
Being the voyeur (voyeuse?) that I am I watched but it went on and on. Does it always take that long? Do squirrels get stuck together like dogs? Or was the male squirrel that good? Gary claims mating should be done by now so they were probably gay. Except for the species that are asexual, there are no species in nature that don't practice homosexuality so he could be right.
I find nature so interesting. Hmmm.
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