After two days when weather and transportation woes kept us away from our task, last Thursday was a godsend.
The lake was calm, the day was cool but mild, and transportation was arranged.
On this day, it was just the three contractors: Pam Hilton, Marc Seelye and Christine Miller…and me.
I’d been scheduled to work at another job, but decided last minute that I’d like to get the “full experience,” and rearranged things to make it possible. Having an even number of workers (even one as barely competent as myself) allows for splitting up and thus covering more territory.
As we set out for Whiskey Island, a narrow band of baby blue sky met the steel gray waves at the horizon. Above that, a narrow ribbon of white clouds divided that bit of sky from the ceiling of heavy gray clouds that blocked the sun and were our almost constant…
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