Jane and Anne Getting Ice Cream Headaches in Their Feet

So, Jane and Anne are probably telling me to hurry up and get the shot, because they are both getting ice cream headaches in their feet. You know the kind of headaches that you get after eating your ice cream too fast. Yes dear friends they are standing in Lake Superior and after last winter’s polar vortex the lake water is colder than usual. The water is not only colder than usual, but it is also up more than usual too. That has not dissuaded me though, because I’ve been in the water twice now. Some say that I’m just insensitive. I prefer to believe that I’m hot blooded, but that hot bloodiness didn’t help me much today in the water. My first mistake was going into the water without first having a beach towel. I asked Anne to please be nice and run up to the cabin and fetch me a towel. She agreed to, but she has always been built more for comfort than for speed. Waiting for her to return, I’m standing out in the water, with it up to my waist and I’m starting to get cold. No wait, I was starting to get an ice cream headache in my butt. Finally she returned and I got out.

We had a lunchtime rainstorm. This helped to divide the day into not one, but two beach days. In-between these two half-beach days we heard drums across the water from the reservation, watched a merganser swim right by us as we sat on the beach and in general were masters of all we surveyed. We pretty much had the whole beach all to ourselves all day long. That is except for the bugs. We ate out tonight at the Palace Saloon. After dinner we walked over to the locks and saw a salty from Poland, the Juno. On the way back to the cabin, we went on a Sandhill crane hunt, but we came up empty.