Lake Time

This is Kimmy driving the boat

on our way from the dock.

The part of the lake that 

Mark and Kim live

is like a cove. The water ends not far

from them. To get out to the big part of the

lake, which is man made, they have

to go under the road.

Guessing you don't go if its

too high!

OUCH!

Take a head right off.

Houses on the lake are so

big. Others not so big cause

they were built back in the 50s and 

60s before living on the lake 

was the cool thing to do.

Looks like one of our storms

took care of that boat.

I really did prefer the homes 

that the backyard just blend 

right with the water,

not the ones that were on 

a cliff.

Check out that deck below.

Here, Mark is putting his 

remote control boat in the water.

Playing around as Kim and I

watch it jump over waves

cause by out going boats from

the marina.

We pulled in at the Marina

for lunch. But we had noticed a 

rattle in the motor so Mark

pulled up the motor and 

was checking things out.

He found the issue, 

all fixed now.

Ole Bubba driving now.

Herons are plenty out on 

this lake. 

There is an island you can see

straight to from the dock/land that

is called Blue Heron Island.

One year Mark and I drove over there

looking across the water of the lake

at the trees they nested in.

They were killing off the trees.

They looked horrible

but now its not bad.

I love when folks do

things like decorate doors

or mailboxes to show their style,

and when the folks that have more

money than me buy something to 

show their style.

Loving this guys boat.

After lunch we did some

more remote control boat and 

once again, the heron was checking

it out.

We moved on around in some

coves so Markie could

fish. He did not have a lot of

luck on Sunday. Guessing the 

schools of fish were still

in Sunday School.

He had two on the line but

they got off before he could get

them in . But he did manage to

get this BIG, this

Sunfish. Poor tiny little ole

critter, he took a lot bigger

bit then the two before him 

that were twice his size.

Mark was able to get him

to give up the lure and

he got tossed back in to grow

up to be a BIG

ole fish.

HAHA...I did not know I would

see a duck blind on the lake.

Quackers to you all!

Pam