Wednesday, August 08, 2007

The annual cottage trip, again

Desert Lake

Just like last year, but with fewer fish.

Five adults and four children under the age of seven, all under one roof for a long weekend. It wasn’t restful, but it was fun, and a nice break from all of those reports I keep whining about. I think this is the twentieth year in a row we’ve done this on the August Civic Holiday weekend, but I confess that I haven’t really been counting since 1989 or so.

Except that this year, there were no fish to be caught. None. Probably because the only morning we all didn’t sleep in, it was raining, and if there’s something I like even less than getting up early, it’s getting up early and getting wet at the same time. By the time the rain had stopped, it was way too late and the fish were engaged in other pursuits, like hiding under the dock, lounging around chatting with each other, and generally not eating rubber and epoxy imitations of food items that they probably wouldn’t be interested in even were they made from meat and skin and bones and tasty, tasty worm-flesh.

How’s *that* for an image, hm?

Anyway, there were some nice fungi:

fungi on Birch stump

a walloping great insect or two:

Dogday Harvestfly 2

a lot of trees and undergrowth:

understory

and some really impressively curly birchbark.

Birchbark

As well as a rather nice white-tailed deer, running off into the bush, lots of very attractive orange-and-black Monarch butterflies, black-and-orange Netwing Beetles, and the usual not-so-attractive mosquitoes. Plus some rather nice spiders down on the dock. It always helps to have a friend who's a technician in the entomology department of the Royal Ontario Museum along for the trip to identify these things.

And no major quibbles, problems, hassles or other hiccups – just minor ones like slightly damaging the car’s front fender while executing a less-than-elegant three-point turn rather close to a large rock. Fortunately, my brother was around, and with his experience in rallying he’s become rather adept at fixing cosmetic (and not-so-cosmetic) damage to a wide variety of vehicles, including our aging Mazda ProtegĂ©, as it turns out. So all is well.

It wasn't, however, exactly a vacation in Antigua. And for that, I am thankful.

(More photos on Flickr).

4 comments:

The Wrath of Dawn said...

Does your brother do house calls? My Mazda had a disagreement with a snowbank a while back.

wczbqvup - the sound a Mazda Protegé bumper makes when it meets a rock

Ricardipus said...

He thinks nothing of driving to Maine for a weekend of rallying, but out to your place to fix a car? I think that might be pushing it a bit.

He has a friend who fixes these from time to time, though. Nice work if you can get it, I say.

The Wrath of Dawn said...

C'mon! It comes with a boat ride!

Driving the Ferrari, yes. Fixing the Ferrari, not so much...

The Wrath of Dawn said...

qrsbgak - I have nothing else to say, but this vw could not go unrecorded