Good Old Summer
It's about time I wrote a little something here. I want to mention about the fabulous summer we enjoyed at camp. What I really liked about it was that it was like a good old summer. Before we learned about droughts and heat domes. This was like thirty or forty years ago. It never got stinking hot for too long. And we had periodic and healthy rains. (Even so, the lake was dismally low due to the machinations of the Water Authority who like to keep it super low now). With my boat motor acting up and the dock scarcely useable due to above-mentioned low water, I did not go fishing much. Also the dog does not like being in the boat, and so I stayed more land-based. I did get out canoeing and kayaking periodically. Fall colours were something special as well. What a good year to be outdoors! With the wonderful rains came a terrific season for mushrooms. We foraged for and ate a lot of wild golden chanterelles and King Boletus mushrooms. Here is an embroidered version of what we ate a