"You're going to have to jump off, your boat is sinking!"
Thus began another camping journey to Tick Island at Middle lake Saranac in upstate N.Y.
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| Moments before Brian jumped in |
What was known as "Floaty" boat was overloaded. It started taking on water through an unsealed hatch in front of the rear seat. Brian, Wendy's brother, who had never been to the lake before had to swim the last 50 or so yards to Windy Point.
The water in the lake was generally high.
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| underwater lilies 1 |
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| Underwater lilies 2 |
There were no bear sightings, and we were between heat waves.
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| KGB fishes |
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| Mike with a nice Largemouth Bass |
The bugs were peskier than usual, probably because of the rain and heat of the previous month.
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| Mike and Ellery paddling from Windy Point to Tick Island |
The moon blocked our view of the stars.
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| Moon sky |
The fishing was slow. I had only hooked up with one or two fish per outing, and had only caught one Pike the whole week.
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| small Smallmouth |
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| smaller Smallmouth |
However, the camping was great! Ellery took control of the meals, Brian the fire, and mostly we played games and enjoyed the scenery.
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| Last picture before the paddle back |
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