While I was in Clear Lake I decided not to waste too much time on the computer posting to my blog, so I maintained a "pre-blog" of notes to remind me what happened each day.
After the sun set on Saturday night, the entire family packed into vehicles and drove a few miles to the nearest ice cream parlor, Foster's Freeze. The people working there were a bit surprised to see such a large group, but were ultimately able to serve us well. I had a small vanilla ice-cream cone since I was still suffering from jet-anorexia.
After getting back from ice cream, I was exhausted from my day of travel. I went back to my cabin and hit the sack. I woke up at 6am the next morning and tried to make some coffee, but realized I had left the coffee in my parents' cabin the day before. Not only that, but I didn't have any coffee filters or cups! I waited until about 7:30 to go knock on their door. My mom offered me some instant coffee and a substantial breakfast of eggs, bacon, and toast.
After getting acclimated to my surroundings at the resort, we drove around the south end of the lake to Clear Lake State Park. We had heard there was a beach at the park and most of the Bartons love to swim. In reality, the beach was gravelly and the lake had been named by somebody with a sense of humor -- it was anything but clear. There is a slight algae problem in Clear Lake, and today was a prime example. Near the edge of the water, there was a green film on top. Out by the ropes that marked the edge of the swimming area was a thick mat of seaweed / algae. Despite this, several people did end up wading out into the water to play catch.
A small family of mule deer stopped by to drink from the lake. Dad said they were the skinniest mule deer he'd ever seen and I daresay I concur with that assessment. I photographed the doe and two fawns before they wandered back into the brush.
After leaving the park, we stopped by Kelseyville for lunch. I had a great turkey sandwich before we all headed back to the resort. My aunt PT had been marinating some flank steaks and Rob the Elder bought some corn on the cob that was boiled. The steaks were grilled to perfection and sliced with surgical precision.
That evening we chatted by the picnic area and then played some Wii in Michael's palace. The weather provided another spectacular sunset before I retired for the night.
- Andy
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