Fog Rising on the Lake (Hiking Long Point)

7:26

Well, we did not get any snow last night though it's 30 degrees this morning, thus some frost though it's hard to tell.  We did bring in our geraniums as a precaution.  Lots of thick fog on the lake before sun rise and now, at 7:43, I can easily see the other side though rising fog is moving just above the water, from south to north.  Today is supposed to be sunny in the 40's and it looks like this nice weather will continue through to next week.

7:37

Below are a few pictures from our walk yesterday at Long Point in the rain.  It was a light but constant rain, yet we enjoyed it immensely, our first time in the woods in two weeks.  The walking paths were covered with leaves of all colors, as you can see, and the vinca ground cover was spectacular, a dark shiny green, so evident now that most of the plants have died out.  There are lots of areas we have yet to hike, some organized by Chautauqua Hikes almost every weekend, so we are going to have to get involved as they sound really fun.

Long Point hiking trail

Evie in the vinca

We ended up going shopping yesterday afternoon late, to Sam's and Wegman's, then went to the Rod and Gun for stuff pork chops.  Of course, when we walked in, Sam and Donna Nelson, from Busti, were sitting at the bar, so we had a beer with them, and ate dinner with them as well.  Sam, as usual, talked about being a poor farmer, how they just want to enjoy life, his mantra the last few years.  They a good people, fun to be with, and generous, as he always wants to buy our meals.  So we let him, and buy his next time.  The pork chops were average, reminding me of institutional food.  I assume they were bought stuffed and the gravy was packaged, still for 6.95, I should not complain.  We were shocked at how crowded it was on a Thursday evening, the parking lot almost full when we arrived.  Others must have been excited by stuff pork chops like us.

Just returned from a good hour of kayaking, up north to Snug Harbor and back.  It was cold, our paddles had frozen ice on them when we started out, and on the way back, the wind blew the rising fog/steam in our faces, brisk and invigorating.  By the time we returned, our toes and fingers were pretty cold but it was great paddling, the only people on the lake as far as I could see.  We also paddled around a least a hundred ducks, feeding in the water, a rare sight as they are usually just in families.