The weather here has been gray and cold. Sunday and Monday were nothing but rain (much the same as it is in Tennessee I hear). So in the midst of this bad weather, life goes on. You get out. You stay busy. And so, on Saturday morning, Phil took me out in a small boat to see the beaver dam. He has a new motor on the boat and is learning how it works and breaking it in.
The beaver dam is a long way from camp in a remote part of the lake. The dam controls the level of the water in the whole lake, so it's pretty important.
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This is the view from the high side of the beaver dam. To the right
you can see the stream that they have dammed up.
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We saw several interesting sights. There are two beaver lodges back there, and we saw a young eagle flying over our head. Sometimes I think about pesky flies, "You have the whole house to fly around in, and here you are annoying me." I wondered if the eagle had the same thoughts about us. There are also wonderful rock formations and islands that are so different from things I'm used to seeing at home.
So we finished looking around and headed for home.
Not a minute after I snapped this picture, the motor stopped. We were out of gas. So I took the next picture...
He had to remove his jacket since he's working up a sweat now. And note the sheepish grin on his face. Fortunately we were in sight of Sundown Point. He rowed us to shore and it was just a short hike back to camp. Could have been much worse, but instead it was just a little adventure for us.
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