So, early to bed last night means my eyes popped open at about 4:30 this morning. I laid there for awhile trying to convince my bladder that a short hike was just what it needed! (My composting toilet won’t be set up until my long stay since I don’t yet have a place to store it except indoors, phew!)
Finally, I stumbled out and stood in my jammies at the door, looking out over the misty lake in the dim morning light. What is the white thing? I rubbed my eyes – gotta get new contacts before I come up for my long stay – and a pair of swans swam into focus! The camera was unable to give me anything but blurry white blobs in the low light. I watched them cruise to the far end, trumpeting to each other (whew, maybe I’m glad they aren’t full time residents!) before slapping the water in a really noisy take-off. They visit occasionally and it’s always a thrill but I have yet to capture them with a camera.
Fully awake now, I decided I had several hours before I needed to get to work so I lit a fire in Fatso and sat with my Kindle to read. The outside temperature was 42F so the fire was nice and soon warmed the interior to over 70F. I glanced up from my book shortly after getting settled and spotted movement on the end of the peninsula directly across from the cabin. A big silver cow moose was browsing there, and sure enough there was a little reddish brown calf with her. Again too early for good photography.
About half an hour later I heard splashing which usually means moose in the lake. I glanced at the peninsula, but Momma was now laying down and her calf was out of sight, probably too small to see over the grass. I saw ripples coming from the shore on my side and another cow emerged into view followed by two calves. She headed for the peninsula, obviously a favorite browse site, but the first cow was on her feet all of a sudden and charged into the water with a definite message…”this is my spot!” Momma #2 changed course and disappeared around the west side of the peninsula, walking in belly deep water while her calves swam beside her. Momma #1 must have escorted her away as neither of them reappeared.
I resumed reading and about an hour later heard more splashing. I looked up to see a young moose entering the water at the tip of the peninsula. This one was smaller and darker, a yearling cow, probably a sister and/or daughter to one or both of the two I had seen earlier. She brought my moose total to six counting calves! Quite a busy morning. She crossed to the blueberry bog on my side and presumably travelled on up the hill.
The rain came and went all morning, finally tapering off altogether at about 8am. I put the Kindle away, let the fire die down, and began chores, first tidying up the interior and putting away the groceries I had hauled up the night before. Then I made several trips down to the dock to retrieve the items I had left there, including the toilet. Finally I bailed out the boat, wiped the seats and headed across at about 9am to my lumber pile for the first of many trips. S. showed up to help with loading and launching me in the boat as I was getting ready to take the second load across. D. drove up in the motorhome, so for the third and fourth loads she was able to help me unload, stack and retarp the pile at my end. The load with the ten-foot joists balanced across D.’s lap was a rowing challenge for me. Thankfully there was no wind this morning! S. drove on to her cabin while we finished up.
We stowed the boat and put the oars back in the Cabin before hiking out to go spend the evening at S.’s cabin. She has a large driveway in which we are able to park our little motorhome. We roasted hot dogs, drank lots of Mike’s Mango, played some Farkle and finally called it a night.
I couldn’t have done such a huge chore without these great, fantastic, amazing friends – and there are others who would have come if their work schedules had allowed. I’m so thankful to all of them!