Heat Advisory

6:32

8:04

It's 8:10 and still comfortable on the lake in the house, but the 88º is coming later in the day. I just returned from a 70-minute paddle down to Wells Bay and back along Woodlawn.

Kayak Morning

North

Heron On Neighbor's Dock

Above The Reeds

Got An Itch

Eagle

Osprey

Osprey

I listen to a podcast called China Decoded each Tuesday. Today they talked about China's major problems. First, 320 million people work for a gig economy (part-time, no benefits, no hourly wage) — that's the size of the US population. Also, they overbuilt, so a hundred million apartments are empty. Finally, a factory in China builds cars entirely with 700 robots, turning out a new car every seventy-six seconds. Scary, especially for the future of work in the US.

Mondays are usually a day when we don't have anything we have to do. I did get in a good paddle and wrote the blog, but forgot to publish it until I talked with my sister Ellen around 12:30.  So after breakfast, I decided to bike into Jamestown on the Jamestown Trail, which starts behind the Subaru dealer in Greenhurst. I drove to the start, parked my car, and rode the trail for maybe a mile and a half, following the Chadakoin River. It basically ends at McCrea Point, where they're expanding the dock for some reason. I then rode through the city and a couple of its parks, which follow the river. Unfortunately, it's also inhabited by the homeless, since there are a few fast food restaurants nearby. I always bike past the dam, which supposedly affects the lake's depth. On my way back, I stopped for a coffee at Crown Street Roasting.

Trail To Jamestown

A Couple Of Kayakers on Chadakoin River

Mc Crea's Point

Deer Stopping On Bike Trail

Park Next To Chadakoin River

After returning to get my car, I stopped at Peterson's for a basket of peaches and at Arby's for a seven-dollar gyro sandwich — half the price of the restaurant up the hill and just as good. I started watching the second season of Sugar on Apple TV, then started a spy thriller, The Mulberry Bush, by one of my favorite spy novelists, Charles McCarry. Because of the heat, we didn't do much outside. I tried to nap but ended up mostly reading. I set up the hose to water from the lake and gave some of our plants a dousing before coming back inside and getting back to my book.

Evie was busy giving our bathroom a deep cleaning and then marinating some pork chops in teriyaki sauce. At 5:00, she had a Zoom call with her sisters, and I watched Sugar. Around 6:30, I grilled the chops outside, and we devoured them along with rice and zucchini. We started watching the second season of Broadchurch, but after two episodes, we'd had enough — it wasn't what we wanted.  After Evie went to bed, I finished the night with another episode of Sugar.