Enjoy this October morning

Looking east

Directly across the lake (look carefully and you can see the tree line on the opposite shore)

Looking west

It was 31 degrees out at 8:00 a.m., but the lake was too beautiful for me to remain inside. I sat for a while on the lake steps, taking it all in, until my feet were too cold for me to remain outside.

Another one bites the dust....but which one?

What?
Avila!
What?
Avila!
What?
Avila!

Er....go Tigers.

Bye bye, Bunker Barge...see you in the spring.

Our beloved pontoon is making its last voyage of the year, down the lake to the boat ramp at the Black Lake State Forest Campground, where Mark Miller and Jeff Turi will take it out of the water, winterize it, and store it in Mark's pole barn for the winter.

This annual ritual is made more tolerable this year by our imminent family vacation to Aruba.

Bye bye, Bunker Barge, and in just over 30 days, hello Bunker Bar.