Brisk
I like history and soaking in the scenery along the
way. John likes walking around the small
canal front towns. Brian likes
activities. The last few days we’ve
immersed ourselves swimming in the intermittent lakes along the way, Brian’s
delight. Lake Onieda was first, Cross
Lake yesterday and Lake Cayuga, one of the finger lakes today! We barely drop anchor in a protected bay and
bust out the bathing suites. But
immersion in the lake requires a certain inner fortitude. Oneida was 62*. Cross lake was 68* but honestly, I couldn’t
tell the difference---it was all cold.
Brian and I are the hearty souls.
John…well…he requires considerable persuading. So we expound the virtues of the water—brisk,
clear, refreshing water…which, curiously, after about 2 minutes is how it
feels. It clearly cools me off and functions
as my bath for the day. Brian and I have
fun while we wait for John (about 15 minutes or longer) to slowly lower himself
into the water. I confess, it does take
your breath away but it’s worth it. I’m
happy lollygagging on a noodle. Brian
jumps off the boat and swims. John…well
he goes in long enough to declare victory and gets out and promptly changes so
he does not have to do that again! He’s
happy with one allotted beer in hand or just sitting in the cockpit, soaking in
the view. Me, I’m just happy to be here
with my little family in the lovely LL Bean setting.
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