Saturday, June 21
Several cars and trucks with boat trailers are parked in the gravel lot near the boat dock. Two people fish from the t-shaped fishing platform.
Hmm . . . bass, bluegill, sunfish, and catfish in this lake.
“No soaking in Pelican Lake for you, Spikey! You don’t want to get summer itch on your cute, little body!”
Fortunately a wide swath of thick reeds borders the edge of the lake, leaving no easy access for Spike. I’ll have to steer him away from the boat ramp though.
Three or four yellow-headed blackbirds fly over the cattails or they cling to the long, swaying reeds. I’ve always enjoyed listening to the gurgle-like call of blackbirds.
Spike is an enthusiastic explorer today!
Some days it’s difficult for him to keep up with Bridget and me. On those days we take shorter walks. Today is a good day for him. The walk from our camp to the boat dock is long, but he didn’t falter at all.
I pull a collapsible dish out of my camera case and fill it with water that I brought. Keep him hydrated and he won’t be sneaking off for a drink of lake water.
Yeah, I thought there’d be bugs around these reeds. It’s a good thing we camped away from the lake. Well, at least they don’t bite. Annoying little critters though . . .
The rest of the day we relax under the shelter at our camp.
A soft, cool breeze and the singing of birds makes for a pleasant afternoon of reading in my lounger under the shelter. Bridget and Spike snooze under the picnic table.
Sunday is a good day to go visiting, right? The critters around our camp think so! More about that in the next post.
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