Thursday, May 30, 2013

WHAT ARE THE CHANCES?

Although it seems like it was ages ago, the heavy rainfalls and quickly melting snow that created all of the flooding in April wasn't that long ago. Foxwood and most of area around really didn't get badly affected. There was the odd road washing out and the ground became very soggy. Huntsville was another story; we had sightings of people canoeing down Highway 11 just north of town and the Big East River spilled its' banks in many places.
Lake of Bays went up quite high and was about 12" above our dock. Fortunately for us, the ice didn't tear anything away and the lake stayed fairly calm throughout, otherwise the results could have been disastrous. We have friends on Peninsula Lake, one lake to the west of us, who had their large boat house taken right off its base, and tossed 25 feet away onto its side. Moving ice, even a couple of inches of it, carries so much power!
The lake water is still high but the water is warming up. It was about 60F today and Julia was in swimming. She said it was actually quite nice. Brrr ...to cold for me! By the weekend we are hoping to get the ski boat in. Meg is chomping at the bit to get on the water for some wakeboarding time.
What was really eerie was what we found a few weeks ago sitting on the dock. The high water had just receeded to a point that left the top of the dock exposed. Up until this time many things around the lake became floating objects, lifting many boats, dock chairs and boathouse items from the safety of where they usually sat untouched under normal water level conditions. While surveying the water levels one night, our daughter Meg, noticed a pile to debris sitting on our dock right next to shore. Right on the top of a small pile of scrap wood, pine needles and sticks, just waiting to be noticed, was a red pen. She picked it up and read the inscription on the side ...."FOXWOOD INN - LAKE OF BAYS, DWIGHT, ONTARIO   705-635-2333"
The resort hasn't been called "Foxwood Inn"  for years and who knows when that phone number was last used. The pen had to be at least 20 years old or more. Where did it come from? Did it float up out of our dock? Possibly, but most of it was completely re-built half a dozen years ago. Did it come from another place across the lake? Who knows, but somehow it made its' way back to Foxwood, onto the end of our dock, to sit on top a bunch of debris, to be found after so many years. Just like ET.
Maybe it is a sign that this will be the year that we see the return of many long lost Foxwood guests. Are you one of them? .


 

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