Waves are no problem on this windless morning for the lake's surface is like glass. Now and then I pause to just marvel at the view. That mountain is really impressive and dominates the skyline. Tall ponderosa pines along the shore add another dimension to make you glad to be here. I continue west across the lake and in about 45 minutes reach a small marina.
Several folks are on the dock and others are working on some boats.
A couple of fellows about my age, though perhaps a bit grayer, are getting ready for a day's fishing. A friendly golden labrador retreiver greets me as I ease my little boat along side the dock and head for the beach. The sign of a small cafe and bait shop invites me for my my mid-morning coffee. I beach the boat, pull it safely up where waves won't bother it, and head across toward the cafe. The smell of freshly brewed coffee is like magnet, drawing me irresistably closer.