But it’s going fast!
Tami’s Dad won’t believe me when I tell him we still have snow back here in the campground. I dragged Tami outside today to get some pictures so I could say “I told you so” . . . have proof.
Here’s the pool, Dad!
It’s not exactly ready for swimming!
And here’s the main road
Here’s Big Joe’s road, the road with campsites 83 to 90 and the lake road, in that order
And here’s campsite 103!
Tami and I walked through spots where the snow was still a foot deep, and she started grumbling about snow in her boots and fussing about how flip flop season can’t come soon enough. I made her keep going though, and we ended up down by the beaver hut. There was a little bit of open water there, and before we could stop her, Cookie jumped right in!
Crazy dog! It must have been freezing! What you can’t see is that there’s ice right behind her!
Calls are coming in . . . people are definitely ready!
Only 30 days until camping season begins!!
At noon time, Tami was typing away on her lap top muttering something about having to get the character in her middle grade novel out of the corner she’d backed him into.
“It’s 50 degrees out!” I said. “Let’s go snowshoeing!”
“But I really need to finish these revisions before the campground opens guys!” she whined. ” C’mon. I promise we’ll go tomorrow.”
I grabbed one arm, Cookie tugged at a foot and Ben tried to push Tami out of her office. “It’s gonna rain tomorrow,” I said. “Besides, you haven’t taken one eagle photo yet this winter. What will our campers think?”
Well, that had her out the door faster than you can say, “Spring is right around the corner”.
I can happily report we saw many signs of meltage!!
Is that “gasp”, bare ground??
There was something bigger to gasp about as we rounded that last corner before the lake front. Both eagles were sitting up on the nest, keeping careful watch on some snow mobilers right off the point.
Tami guesses there aren’t any eggs yet . . . . but something tells us it won’t be long.