Last week there was some sun, rain, flat water, and angry seas. All these elements have been present in July, but let there be no illusions. Last week, there was no Summer. Summer is over. A majority of the leaves are on the ground, the lake temperture dropped below 60°F, mosquitoes are rare, and Forest County Bambis are gettin' nervous.
As if to underscore the passing of Summer, despite a new pair of glasses, nobody skied. Judging from the lack of screams in the air, there was not much swimming either.
The lake did get a drop or three of rain last week. The lake level is currently just below the nail, but more rain is coming.
Living in a post peakpocalyptic northwoods world takes some getting used to. Unlike swimming in 59°F lake water. You never get used to that. Some are easy to adapt to. Like no mosquitoes. Some take more effort to sidle up to. Like the packs of atvs that rumple over the fallen leaves in search for...something. Not sure if all the quad monkeys sport mohawks under their helmets and mayhem in their veins, but that's what we hear.
-Nemo, tasted more than once by the asian lady beetle.
