Friday, July 31, 2009

Evening on Cloverdale Lake



It’s my favorite time of the day. I sip a beer watching the sun slowly drop behind the trees. Over water, the air quickly cools. Most boats are heading in, but I paddle on, working hard to ward off the chill. At dusk, the wind has finally died and I pull out a fly rod and work a small spider across the water, quickly picking up a number of blue gills and one small bass. Soon, it’s so dark I’m getting my line tangled. I decide to switch to a spinning rod, to toss a plug across the water to tempt some Leviathan bass to rise up from the deep and strike. But when I look in my sack of tackle, I realize that I don’t have any such plugs with me. A mosquito, taking advantage of the still air, buzzes around my head. The quarter moon and the brightest star, probably Vega, the bright star in the summer sky, are reflected in the still waters of the lake. It’s time to go in. I pick up my paddle and draw it through the water, setting a course to the light across the lake to the boat ramp. It’s been a pleasant evening and I will sleep well.

14 comments:

  1. Wow, sounds like a really wonderful day. Makes me a bit envious. I wouldn't mind getting into a mess of bluegill.

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  2. Dusk has always been my favorite part of any day, Sage. This BLOG Post captures it beautifully! Hope you enjoy your weekend!!!:)

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  3. You described it so well I could almost believe I was there with you.

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  4. Sage...I suppose nobody ever thought to tell you that too much fresh air can be harmful to your health? You know...how it makes you all calm and peaceful and relaxed and shit?

    Dude how are you going to ever get ahead in life without the stress and anger most all around you live under?


    (oddly enough my word verification is conman) hahahahahahaha

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  5. Other than being on a tiny boat, the bugs and the fish, it sounds lovely. :-)

    Heading to Port Huron this morning for a tour of that great lake. I'm hoping to see some freighters!

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  6. Charles, you may have to work at eating bluegills, but they are good fish!

    Michael, dusk and dawn are in competition for my favorite time of day... I like the long shadows and soft light.

    Kenju, thanks!

    Walking Guy, I can assure you, I've had enough stress in my life to take me to the grave... But every chance I have to get out, I grab it. As for the word verficiation, I'm scatching my beard.

    Murf, enjoy your trip and tell us all about it!

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  7. Gosh, I wish I had a decent sized lake in the neighborhood to escape in the evenings.

    Sigh

    I shall have to be content with my back yard.

    Cheers.

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  8. Sounds like a wonderful and relaxing way to end a day. I too enjoy dusk, and will sit in my patio admiring my backyard.

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  9. Who wouldn't sleep well after an adventure like that??

    That's a beautiful sight, my friend.

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  10. Hi Sage, that sounds like a most beautiful, peaceful and relaxing adventure, almost becoming one with nature.

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  11. Sounds like a close to perfect evening!

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  12. Beautiful picture...makes me long for a beer and a nap :)

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