Well, not too tight yet, if those of you who fish know what I mean. But I did catch three lovely bass and since we
left the bass-o-matic at home catch and release, and Rich does the unhooking releasing while I flap my arms and squeal “don’t hurt it! don’t hurt it!”- no pictures. Take my word for it, they were the little ones that got away. We are in paradise, loving every drizzly drop of this. I mean it- from the ferry ride to our exceptional accommodations at Lakedale Resort, this beautiful island, drifting on the gorgeous inland lake, sleeping with the sound of rain- this is my idea of heaven. And today the sun will be out! (I’m rushing- again the battery threatens to die- and using the lodge’s wi-fi- so today you just get a quick photo essay. Elizabeth is mid-work on the CSS and fine tuning my page- header back soon!)
And baby makes three( see their pup?)- we enjoyed these bikers on the ferry
This isn’t your father’s tent (or like any I’ve ever stayed in…cozy flannel sheets and comforter, complimentary new hoodies and sweatpants…)
Quick, knit a hat- it’s getting chilly
A week with no Crackberry! And the sun pops out. Now, THAT is heaven!
A mutual love of fly fishing was one of the original selling points…
…that I used to hook Rich (he’s just changing my fly- I tie ’em, he changes ’em midstream)
a nibble on a well placed line
I told you it was all silver!
If you don’t keep your fish, dinner is all about hydration
End of a wonderful day-almost