Saturday, May 10, 2008
The Loons, Norman! The Loons!
Yesterday we went out to The Homestead and set up a tent. We went for a nice walk and then ate our dinner. It was the night before fishing opener - historically one of the busier traffic days around here - and we wanted to see how the road noise was. I'm happy to say it didn't bother us.
Our walk from the Homestead took us to two different lakes. Our first stop was the place we call "Aunt Bea's". It's the vacation property of someone (named Bea) that we met at a neighborhood pot-luck and who said we could use her lake shore anytime. We used to go there all the time when Jack was a newborn. This time, we had to drag Jack from the water kicking and screaming. Once we got him calmed down, we walked down the hill and across the road to the public access for another lake. This lake is smaller and the one we are most likely to canoe on weekly if we move to The Homestead. We have friends with some waterfront here also.
The ice only went off the lakes a couple of days ago, and from the second lake I could hear the loons for the first time this year. It was exhilarating to hear them. I don't know how to describe it other than than to say I felt a little like Ethel Thayer in "On Golden Pond", running around saying "The loons, Norman! The loons! They're welcoming us back!"