At the Lake House

Let me begin by apologizing to anyone who has checked the site hoping for an update.  I know many people spend all day clicking refresh on their browser awaiting a new post like a scoop of Mayfield Moosetrack Ice Cream only to receive a big sugar cone of jack squat.  In my defense, the lake house at which we are staying doesn't have wifi.  Can you believe it?  In all honesty, this has been a blessing.  Instead of updating my fantasy baseball team, I've been casting a plastic worm.  Instead of reading about the mariners, I've been watching the sun set over the lake.  Instead of writing blogs, I've been playing the guitar.  So, how's that for a defense?

I have a host of posts waiting to be written; about backpacking, school plays, Minnesota and St. Simons Island, but until I get to those I thought I'd post a few pictures from our first three weeks at the lake which began on July 5 and ends on August 4th.  There will be more to come, unfortunately none of them are near as good as that Mayfield Ice Cream. 

This is the view from the upper level of our dock. In the distance you can see the steam from the nuclear plant.  Nothing says sabbatical like a nuclear reactor, eh?

Here's Watt's Bar nuclear reactors in their full glory.    So far we've chosen not to eat the fish. 

Speaking of fish.  I get to chase these large mouth bass daily.  Every once in a while I luck into catching one; thanks mostly to my brother in law Chris who loaned me rods, reels, worms and pliers.  I've never been so happy to get worms.  

In 1972 I was born and my grandfather bought a boat.  That boat survives and thanks to my uncle and dad (who fixed it up and registered it) it is now our primary means of transportation.  Above is the expression affixed to my face every time we go out on the water.  

Tallulah captains the boat.  Unfortunately, she thinks every time I throw a lure, she needs to fetch it.  She's a good pet but horrible fishing partner. I call her the fishmonger. 

Here's a cicada, fortunately they don't bite. 

Here's me with my best friend from 3rd Grade, Mark

Every visit is concluded with a trip to Mr. Twister for some ice-cream. 

Speaking of food, here's some country ham and grits i cooked up.

And just as tasty, a Zebra Cake from Little Debbie's.  Many debates have been waged over which is better Little Debbie or Hostess.  What do you think?

The food has been put to good use as we've shared many dinners such as the one above with friends and family.  Here we are on the patio having dinner with the Doty's and the Walkers.  My friend Chicken (Jeff) is across the table in the orange hat.

Sunset on Watt's Bar