Hayward Lake. That's what "they" call it - - - though I simply cannot think of it by that name for, having grown up in Hayward, I know it is simply a widened portion of the Namekagon River.
Nonetheless, "they" call it Hayward Lake. Situated right on its banks is this lovely hotel.
Fisherhubby and I spent last night there as a bit of a delayed anniversary get-away.
Of course, being Fisherhubby, he found time to do a little bit of this - - -
Followed by a whole lotta this.
While we were in Hayward, FH fished in three different spots and caught 6 fish. The following FH anecdote happened during ONE of his fishing excursions last evening:
Last Thursday, FH got a new iPhone. He has been experimenting with various ring tones to see which one he likes. At some point yesterday he set his ring tone to duck calls.
When he left the hotel to drive to another portion of the river to fish, he specifically told me, "I've got my cell phone, if you need me you can call."
After an hour or so of quality blogging time, I got very curious about the success he may or may not be having fishing, so I gave him a call. It rang four or five times and then went to voice mail.
I thought, "he's probably pulling in a big fish right now and can't answer - - - I'll call back in a minute." This I did three or four times with the exact same ring followed by voice mail response.
About a half an hour later he strolled into the hotel.
"Why didn't you answer your phone?" I queried.
"It didn't ring." Says he.
"That's funny, I called you three or four times."
"Hnmmm - - - I wonder why it didn't ring???"
He checked his phone for a bit - - - then looked up at me with a sheepish grin.
"I had my ringer set to duck calls. I kept hearing ducks calling - - - but there were mallards all around me so I thought it was them. Once I heard one right above my head and looked UP thinking, 'how did that mallard get there without me knowing it?' - - - only there was no duck there! I guess it was my phone ringing the whole time!"
So - - - a word to the wise ourdoorsman - - - DON'T SET YOUR RING TONE TO WOODSY SOUNDS. Unless, of course, you WANT to ignore your wife, on your anniversary and all.
This was the view of the "lake" from our hotel window during the late afternoon.
And it was no less lovely as the sun began to - - -
And then did indeed go down.
The view a bit to the left - - -
Left view, sun going down.
View to the right - - -
Right view, sun going down.
We took a leisurely morning and then headed home.
At one point in the car, I felt a creature crawling on my wrist - - - looked down and there was a little tick.
Oh mes amies - - - I GREW UP with ticks. They never phased me a bit.
So, WHY am I feeling creepy crawlies that don't even exist all over me?????
C'est la vie!!!