Suddenly A Loud Bang And Then Complete Silence

The sun was just hinting a peak over the East horizon of Lake Michigan. Gold, blue and white began a sparkling morning show on the lake, as we started out on what was hoped to be a fun fishing day. Set a heading for a favorite GPS spot and set lines in the water at favorite depths.

After a relatively short wait, two very nice trout were on board. Fishing, indeed, was proving to be quite enjoyable. After a lull in the action, we proceeded on a new heading to hunt further quarry.

Suddenly, a loud BANG!! And total silence. Then, a communal realization that the engine had stopped. A very short analysis led us to the conclusion that we were stranded without power. Further analysis concluded that there were few boats in the vicinity which could offer aid.

After several communications by marine radio and cell phone, a concerted effort by friends at the Milwaukee Coast Guard Station, Milwaukee Marina, the Milwaukee Police Harbor Patrol, and the 71 Foot Neeskay, we were, with utmost appreciation, towed into safe harbor.

It was, humbling indeed, for our small boat to be brought into harbor by the formidable UW research vessel piloted by Captain Greg, but it does serve to remind us that all gentlemen of the Harbor are out there to assure the safety and well being of the public if and when assistance is needed.

Thanks guys.

END OF THE SEASON

There it was! The usual invitation inserted between the logs at our cabin door inviting us to an END OF THE SEASON gathering, always a delightful way to exchange pleasantries and renew old friendships. This is a necessary event, since so many neighbors are too busy during the summer season, as to eliminate almost any opportunity to socialize. End of the season you gasp, I hardly knew it started.

Time to pull the boats which were hardly used. Think about a coat of stain on the deck, upon which we hardly reposed.

But, come to think about it, the times we did get out on the boat or the deck did fulfill the wants and desires for which they were designed. Soft summer breezes wafting over the lake and through the pines. Sparkling riffles on the blue, cool water. The flicker of busy hummingbirds, chickadees and nuthatches visiting the feeders. Only brief glimpses of scenes that serve to fill a lifetime of need. They serve their purpose indeed.

So, it probably is proper to celebrate the END OF THE SEASON and prepare for the start of the next to come. Fall is a truly marvelous and beautiful event, opening for all the color nature provides with the turning of the leaves and the pleasantries of visiting the woods and all of its mysteries.

I had better think, again, about sharpening the chainsaws and replenishing the woodpile. Soon it will be time to light the fire. Another season approaches before we know it.