Maple Lake – When You Don’t Want To Be There #myhaliburtonlife #maplelake

Ξ September 13th, 2014 | → 0 Comments | ∇ #cottagelife, Algonquin Township, Canada, cottage country, Dysart Dudley Harcourt and Others, Haliburton, Haliburton Highlands, health/happiness, Maple Lake Ontario, My dog, Obi, Ontario, Photography, Travel/Vacation, weather |

This hastily-planned trip to Maple Lake Ontario was to be a week of little time for fun and instead, trying to get a lot accomplished: We had mixed success and a couple of surprises.

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Roger, fixing up one of the uppermost windows, one of two that are crucial for good airflow.

Google+ auto-added the old-fashioned finish to Roger (above) and strung together a series of across-the-lake shots I was attempting (below). Pretty sure the lake GIF has a duck “moving” in it as well.

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It’s been said time and again that Maple Lake is a great place for kids (of a certain age) and dogs (of any age). And “retired” people as well, I suppose.

But as an adult trying to get outside things done in a very narrow time frame … when the weather just won’t cooperate long enough…it’s a bit frustrating–ultimately out-of-one’s hands.

Didn’t get done this year?

“Next year,” is our motto.

By necessity.

Leaving a day late and leaving in the evening sucked. We were very expedient in our driving –11.5 hours is good time for us for the 700-miles between here and there–and we needed to make good time. So that didn’t suck.

 

This time I drove from the cottage, south to the Sarnia-Port Huron Blue Water Bridge crossing, and to Lapeer, Michigan. Exactly halfway.

We made this round-trip three times in 2014: this spring, summer, and almost-fall–for a total of 5 weeks–staying for 3 weeks, a week and-a-day, and 5 days. Zee Business matters called us back to the States but I hope to have that all worked out by next summer. As I’ve said previously, I wish to be the old lady of the lake.

Roger has no love for my swim raft so he was happy (he cheered!) when a barrel came off, enabling him to tie the thing most securely to a section of the bank. My idea for next year is a raft-ramp-to-storage-thingie. Haven’t worked out the details yet. Defo having a third person helping would make a huge difference and cut back on (basically superficial) injuries.

The refurbishing sort of happened based on “need to be done” to preserve the cedar wood, which the cottage is made of both without and within. Aesthetics mostly is taking a back seat until the maintenance work is caught up. I’m kind of excited tho, that we’ve settled on a labour-intensive but otherwise cheap restoration of the outside wood areas that are currently in need of much TLC.

Next summer, no ladder for Roger– I’m only requesting that he refinish and/or repaint the outside kitchen window. The two windows in front were a time suck at about 10 hours apiece.

I’m going to take on the the small bathroom window. I’m sure the stripping and sanding is harder than it looks, and know I’m not well-suited to painstaking tasks, but the lack of getting it done is driving me up a wall. Also, putting on the new glass panes hasn’t in fact, been a pain as I figured it would. Once the old glass goes out and the next in,it really makes everything brighter and cleaner with the old paint and caulking gone.

Now, if we could just find some time to paint some walls on the inside of the cottage!

And then it got colder...

And then it got colder…

As Roger was trying to finish the upper cottage window refurbishment, the weather got really active and became unpredictable. Winds got high, skies considerably darkening and storms were visible and active in the distance. The storms pretty much passed us at first but the day and night before we were to leave were COLD, rainy and windy. We were both in the lake to get the swim raft tethered, Roger was in for the water line as well. And bloody hell, it was bloody cold.

I totally wanted to go to my (winter) home.

So all was simultaneous at the end. Getting the window finished for winter before we could leave. The clean-up after and with all the stripping and sanding and actual sand tracked-in is always a consideration.  The clean-up wasn’t so bad, mostly because it was an effort by the two of us, obviously with Roger doing all the really heavy lifting. I did the heavy brooming. And covering and uncovering things to protect them. And pic snapping. Always that.


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(Above) The most aggressive ducks I’ve ever encountered!

Ducks that obviously miss the many free lunches that the summertime tourists provided. These guys came out of the water, pecked at and chased me!

Yeah, baby!

Yeah, baby!

 

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Duck butts!

More to come, including: Reveals Of Surprises!

 

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