Hitting Our Stride

We have hit our stride here on Quantabacook. The skies have cleared, Lucy has had her first swim, I’ve read my first book, caught my first fish, and I have cooked a couple meals on the grill. I have not left the lake since arriving here 3 days ago, Pam has only twice to pick up groceries. I suppose at some point we will head into Camden for breakfast or something, but there’s no rush. Pam has been busy with a new cross-stitch project. We are two matches into our annual Rummikub competition. If this all sounds a little, well…boring, then you just don’t get it. And, that’s ok. Lake life in Maine isn’t for everyone.

If Lucy could talk she could probably explain the vibe a lot better than I can. This was from yesterday afternoon. The sun had finally come out so I took the kayak out for some fishing and of course, she jumped off the dock after me before Pam could stop her. She had waited long enough apparently.

On my way back in I was surprised by the silent, sudden appearance of these two loons who popped up out of the silken waters maybe 15 feet in front of me. They stared at me for a moment then lowered their elegant necks and disappeared without leaving the slightest ripple on the water’s surface. Magical.

I took this one this morning around 5:45, the first blue sky morning since we arrived. This is looking south, down towards Loon Landing. Today I will kayak down to the dam to fish. I will stop by and see if Keith and Carolyn are home. On my way back I will paddle against the western shore looking for Fernwood Cottage where we will be spending 4 weeks in July. We are told by the constantly changing weather forecast that today and tomorrow the high temperature will be 83, with highs falling back into the 70’s after that.

We will manage…somehow.