Overcast And Windy

7:13

9:05

It's 7:40 at the moment, on a gray fall day, the lake ruffled, the temperature a cool 55º. The lake is not too inviting but I hope to get out there for at least a brief paddle as my back has been bothering me lately. Well, I was able to kayak for a half hour before the wind picked up and I paddled home on an increasingly gray and windy day. 

Kayak Morning

A Brooding North Sky

Yesterday was a typical Saturday. It began with a long paddle and some good shots of herons. Then, Evie and I took our time, lingering over our coffee before getting busy gathering the trash. So I didn't get to the Transfer Station until 10:30. When I returned, Evie had showered and was getting ready for a walk in Mayville. It turned out to be a fine morning for a walk. We decided on Webb's Trail, a good choice and we were out for forty-five minutes, walking just about two miles, out and back on the wooded path. Surprisingly as we walked, a train of golf carts went by, out for a morning cruise, a first. It felt good to get in some exercise.

Webb's Trail

Freshly Groomed

For lunch, I had the leftover hamburger stroganoff and watched the usual. We did little the rest of the afternoon because we were both into our books and wanted to sit around and read. Evie stayed on the porch because it was too windy in the side yard and I read in the house, finishing my book, Tom Lake, which I really enjoyed, As usual, we debated whether to stay home or go out to dinner. 

Evening Sky

We finally decided to go to Steeners Pub in Greenhurst, which was having a shrimp and crayfish boil. We were lucky to find a seat at the bar on a crowded Saturday night. I decided on the boil which we would share, shrimp, sausage, crayfish, corn, and red potatoes and Evie ordered a basket of their french fries. Unfortunately, we made two mistakes because neither of us enjoyed the boil, and the fries were not quite done. So we left unhappy with ourselves because we should have stayed home.

Bass Anglers Cook Out

When we got home, the North Coast Bass Anglers Association was having a bash, enjoying a dinner under a  tent next door. They have had a tournament at Pine Hill for the past seven or eight years. We have gotten to know one of the guys, Herb Wilborn Jr., a resident of Maple Heights. 

Herb, "dubbed Cleveland's Finest Jazz Flautist By The Plain Dealer"

He's a good guy and stopped over inviting us to have dinner with them but we had already eaten. He did bring a couple of plates over, some chicken and dessert, thinking we might still enjoy something. They have their weigh-in this afternoon and then head home. We had our usual evening of boring TV even though it was a Saturday night. 

A Selfie Of Course