: An account of one marvellous evening
On our second day on the water, after a morning of activities around our mooring, we set off to travel several miles East, towards Canada. We had a short stop mid-lake for a swim (the slide which can be seen in some of the photos was a lot of fun). Then we set off again, this time with two people kayaking alongside (the houseboat had a top speed of around 5km/hour). It was a beautiful afternoon. We rounded a wooded peninsula to see a lovely sheltered bay in which we would tie up for the night ... but there was another houseboat there. No problem -- the next houseboat site was just a kilometre or so around the island. Also occupied. At this point two of us set off in the motorboat to find a free site, while the houseboat followed at its own ponderous pace. The next two sites we checked were also occupied, and we saw two more houseboats tied up in other locations, and another couple moving around the lakes. By the time we rejoined the houseboat, we were slightly worried ... we had nowhere to moor, the wind was picking up slightly, and there was a storm warning on the radio. We saw a disused mooring-place, and were discussing its merits when another houseboat came around the corner. That settled it -- we went in at full speed to secure our place (although we did spend the next fifteen minutes adjusting to get ourselves straight).
After dinner, we went out to see a remarkable sunset. The block of nine sunset photographs in my photo set (see previous post) all come from this time. The water was perfectly tranquil around us, but above the setting sun we could see dark clouds, and a goodly amount of lightning and thunder. Ahead of us was gold, to our left silver, and to our right black, and the world was still. After a time, though, the storm passed our way. In under a minute the wind increased from nothing to something which caught at clothes and hair. With the wind came rain, but also, magically, with the wind came waves. We could see the interface on the water between the flat and the wind-driven (just visible in the last two photos), coming towards us. It reached, and things continued to increase, the waves getting larger and larger. It was glorious. And after just a few minutes it passed, and calm returned.
I think it was the most impressive - and most beautiful - weather that I have ever experienced.
On our second day on the water, after a morning of activities around our mooring, we set off to travel several miles East, towards Canada. We had a short stop mid-lake for a swim (the slide which can be seen in some of the photos was a lot of fun). Then we set off again, this time with two people kayaking alongside (the houseboat had a top speed of around 5km/hour). It was a beautiful afternoon. We rounded a wooded peninsula to see a lovely sheltered bay in which we would tie up for the night ... but there was another houseboat there. No problem -- the next houseboat site was just a kilometre or so around the island. Also occupied. At this point two of us set off in the motorboat to find a free site, while the houseboat followed at its own ponderous pace. The next two sites we checked were also occupied, and we saw two more houseboats tied up in other locations, and another couple moving around the lakes. By the time we rejoined the houseboat, we were slightly worried ... we had nowhere to moor, the wind was picking up slightly, and there was a storm warning on the radio. We saw a disused mooring-place, and were discussing its merits when another houseboat came around the corner. That settled it -- we went in at full speed to secure our place (although we did spend the next fifteen minutes adjusting to get ourselves straight).
After dinner, we went out to see a remarkable sunset. The block of nine sunset photographs in my photo set (see previous post) all come from this time. The water was perfectly tranquil around us, but above the setting sun we could see dark clouds, and a goodly amount of lightning and thunder. Ahead of us was gold, to our left silver, and to our right black, and the world was still. After a time, though, the storm passed our way. In under a minute the wind increased from nothing to something which caught at clothes and hair. With the wind came rain, but also, magically, with the wind came waves. We could see the interface on the water between the flat and the wind-driven (just visible in the last two photos), coming towards us. It reached, and things continued to increase, the waves getting larger and larger. It was glorious. And after just a few minutes it passed, and calm returned.
I think it was the most impressive - and most beautiful - weather that I have ever experienced.
