The morning started off very foggy, and priscilla took a few pictures of the fog coming off the lake before starting her morning tai chi.
The morning started off very foggy, and priscilla took a few pictures of the fog coming off the lake before starting her morning tai chi.
Then it was time to do some shopping (yawn...). We went to a home-made quilt store in Indian Lake (the town) and looked at some quilts, and then bought some homemade jam (blueberry and strawberry-rhubarb). Priscilla thinks one of the jars is going to her parents as a gift, but i have already hid them. She also bought a straw hat. Then we drove to Blue Mountain (the town) and poked around in a craft store that sold sterling silver jewelry, and found some nice earrings for her mom.
Then we got back to the fun stuff. First we tried to find the entrance to a trail that led to a waterfall on the Jessup river, but it turned out that i had read the map wrong, and that the trail (as i originally believed) was only accessible by boating to the end of Indian Lake (the lake). That end of the lake was too far to casually row to, and is too rocky to be safe for a motor boat, so we had to give up on that idea for this vacation.
Instead we found a nice beach on Lewey Lake ($5 entrance per car, which is because you are really supposed to spend the whole day there, not just an hour, but that's ok because the money is used to help the Rangers preserve the area) which is really an extension of Indian Lake, where we ate lunch, watched the tourists' children harass the ducks, and learned about obnoxious water chestnuts and how We Could Help.
Next i tried to trick priscilla into climbing Snowy Mountain. About half-way up the trail, before you really get to the part where you are actually climbing the mountain and it is very, very steep, is a series of beaver dams, so we thought we would walk the trail to that point. We both like just walking through the woods so i thought it would be fun, but i guess i failed to properly convey to priscilla that the hike just to Beaver Brook was 1.5 - 2 miles, and she didn't bring her Fly Dope. She persevered, despite getting flies in her eyes, which we know is even worse than having peanut brittle on your chin.
He means that literally and it was gross and i don't want to talk about it anymore.
Beaver dams