Friday, August 5, 2011. Another spectacular Lake Katherine sunrise. Pete and I had talked about paddling to Lake Tomahawk, but he wasn't up at 6 am, so I set out.
I had yet to paddle to the north end of Lake Katherine, so I headed that way, past the public ramp. I figured when Pete came out, he could see me.
Eagles, the first one, two pics, is in the right side of the tree.
Turkeys, at the north end of the Lake. I paddled back towards the dock.
The Yawkey dive platform, or Green Monster, Midwest. The same Yawkeys that owned the Red Sox for years had vast logging operations in northern Wisconsin, and still own a large piece of land on the shores of Lake Katherine. I paddled to our dock, and saw Pete's kayak was gone. I paddled towards the canal.
He made it to Lake Tomahawk, but had to get out and walk a couple times. He only did it because I did. Nothing like brotherly competition. Perhaps I should have waited for him. He saw two, or was it three? deer in a little reedy cove just before the Canal.
Paddling back to the dock, I said I wanted to stay out until I saw another bald eagle.
Paddled past the indigenous wildlife and landed at 9:20. Had a second breakfast, first breakfast being a piece of bread as I walked to the dock. An hour or so later, back on the water.
Mergansers. Female, and young. Adult males have a big white dot on their head. Monica headed to shore, I said I would stay out until I saw another eagle.
Took a little longer this time, twenty minutes. Back to shore to watch the action from the dock and shore.
All 6 vessels are in the above photo. Left to right: Aidan in the Emotion kayak, Anna, off the paddle board, me, in the Kestrel, Clare, in Pete's Sundance, Larry, in the Old Town canoe, and Monica and Pete in the pedal boat. I call it a pedal boat, some call it a paddle boat.
After dinner stroll. Small mouth at night fall ends day four.