Dwight Peck's personal website
A photographic record of whatever leapt out at us
You may not find this terribly rewarding unless you're included here, so this is a good time for casual and random browsers to turn back before they get too caught up in the sweep and majesty of the proceedings and can't let go.
Late August on the lake -- arboreal carnage, days of rain, happy cats
Trees finally doing the gravity thing on the lake, 21 August 2019. Brilliant weather all summer so far, and a few more fine days to come.
Another sad ex-tree, plunged in for the big swim, some time ago, but . . .
. . . if that's the parent tree, that part's still doing fine, by the looks of it. We're near the cove along the southern side of the Tigertail, in the so-called 'Indian Bay' (see map below).
Turning the corner into the little cove
A momento from the past, presumably
The shallows in the little cove -- we've just surprised a big snapping turtle, whose dive into the lake-bottom vegetation was way faster than our camera wielding.
Still in the cove
Only a glimpse of the snapping turtle, but we did get to watch a little something-or-other bird on a log.
A tree with its roots hanging out
The view of the North Bay from Mussent Point, 22 August 2019
Uncharacteristically calm waters for an afternoon on the lake
The shoreline towards the channel back into Tomahawk Bay
In the first cove in Tomahawk Bay, this is a long-forgotten, much overgrown creek that runs back to another, almost inaccessible lake.
In the South Shore Drive (or 'Indian') Bay, these cute little mergansers, a half second ago, were all lined up side by side on the log. They were speedier than our cameras. 23 August 2019.
The Chanterelle Patrol has come to assess the opportunities at our neighbors' place just north of Mussent Point. On the entire lake, this property, unbeknownst to its owners, seems to be a virtual mushroom farm. 24 August 2019.
Whilst the Mushroom Master scrutinizes the property (with permission), we'll wander about and photograph the nasty little cove between this place and the Mussent Point boathouse. (The two hydrobikes in the foreground belong to the property owners.)
Just one of the thousands of vicious wasp nests hanging from nearly every other bough.
We've just now discovered, after all these years, that the neighbors have their own, very fitting name for the swampy cove.
A true wetland enthusiast would probably be giddy with delight at this scene (but a former wetland bureaucraft might it repugnant).
Bring your wellies.
It looks vast and daunting, but in fact only goes about 120m or so back to the rising ground of the highway.
It's time to leave 'Frog Bay' and the mushroom farm. Until next time.
Pesky little beasts.
The duck family in the next little bay north of the mushroom farm -- it's dinner time (it's always dinner time).
Mom's watching over the kids, all perfectly at home with our intrusion.
They don't even take a second's pause to look up.
Melvin the Doge has hidden away for a quiet map. But Choupette isn't having it.
-- It's time to come out and play.
26 August 2019 -- the weather has finally turned. Chilly, with a light rain, but very beautiful in its own way.
We're passing the dock at Point o' Pines to meet up with Cousin Rob.
Cousin Rob is untying his own hydrobike on the far side of the Point o' Pines boathouse.
And off we go.
We're taking a pass round 'Crescent' (or Raymond's) Island, searching now for the horrible invasive weed along the shores, the dreaded Purple Loosestrife.
After an unproductive day of Loosestrifing, we return to Mussent Point (with its otherwise useless outrigger-sailboat now serving as a bouy to keep ski boats and jetskis at a respectful distance).
And its peace flag
A welcome break in the otherwise awkward weather, 27 August 2019, we look down the length of the main lake, with Adjidaumo the main island in the centre.
Mussent Point and its boathouse from the north
Mussent Point and 'Frog Bay'
Back to the drizzly grey days, 28 August 2019. What happened to all the merry waterskiers and adrenalinized jetskiers?
This oblivious but dedicated fisherman is the only other person on the lake today.
We're circling round Adjidaumo to visit the juvenile eagle on his branch above the nest.
A sad case
Approaching 'Beaver' or Ryden's Island, accelerating to make it over the sand bar
At the last second, 'propeller up'
Passing Raymond's island (with Mr Raymond in residence)
The lifestyles of the rich and famous
Returning past the Point o' Pines boathouse . . .
. . . to come across Cathy and Oscar, newly returned to the lake for a few days.
Plans having been agreed, they are off home.
Another day, one which ended on a brighter note than it began on
Another rubbish day, 29 August 2019, thunder, lightning, the whole mess, in the morning . . .
. . . but much brighter in the late afternoon.
Stopping in at 'Frog Bay', just in case the chanterelles have popped up again after the rain.
Oscar and Rob in conference
One of the very unwelcome wave-maker boats . . .
. . . with its nasty fins which, when deployed, will generate a two-foot wave, suitable for surfing on but for canoeing, not so much.
The lawn, and the afternoon reading chair, at the end of Mussent Point, with what's left of some of the shoreside trees
The Lake in the Wisconsin Northwoods
Mussent Point is at no. 12.
Next up: The Regatta, a hungry eagle, and summiting George Island
and suggestions are welcome if positive, resented if negative, .
All rights reserved, all wrongs avenged. Posted 5 September 2019.