Kentucky Bound, Where the Lake Lies Waiting Silently
The rain chased us from Maryland to Kentucky in two consecutive days. I took a few shots under a tree while it was raining lightly, but we passed so many bucolic scenes that left me trying to picture them on sunnier days.
Having reached the Daniel Boone National Park by late afternoon, the rain began to subside—of course! Our 65-foot houseboat awaited us, gassed and ready to go.
8,270-acre Cave Run Lake has many tributaries feeding it, and we have a 16-foot boat trailing behind the houseboat at our disposal for the week. We’re eager to find the eagle’s nesting site early one morning, or to explore one of the many rivers .
With very little breeze blowing, the lake mirrors all of the boats and activity at the marina. I dipped my toes into the water off the stern to find it pleasing—not Alaska chilly, not Florida warm.
Dapper G already has a fishing rod hanging over the side of the boat, a Magic Hat beer in hand. Me? I’m looking dreamily into that blue sky that is promising a peaceful sunset and a sunny day tomorrow.
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