Footstock Weekend
August 17th through 19th   
Auggg!  More trees are turning traitor to Summer by showing alligence to Fall.  The treacherous trees are currently vastly outnumbered, but the trend is disturbing to both skiers without a dry suit and golfers that don't swing so well bundled up.
Saturday morning was cool, sunny and the rain was half a day away.
While taking an always delightful trip to the dump, we observed a new, near by construction.
Not sure if this slab is the new townhall, a tennis court or some other thing.  Whatever it is, it'll have a lovely view of several dumpsters.
We got there late, just in time to see the ambulance taking one of the more broken competitors away. He lived.
Footstock!  Or, as it's become to be known as, Fleckstock!
Aside from the cooler temperatures, the weather for the contest was excellent.
Despite a cloudy sky, the Bailey's Comet was sighted Saturday night during one of the more populated bar nights of the year.
It rained a spit Saturday evening.  We need much more.
Pete Fleck (Florida, Olympus) smote all the foolish mortals that challenged him.  You would think that the foregone conclusional nature of Fleckstock would have made for a boring afternoon, but admission for both days was only three bucks and the smiting was quite entertaining.
Return to Knottlane
The lake was much quieter this weekend.  So was the sky.  We really need more rain to hold the gains we've made this year and maybe extend them.  The lake temperature has dropped 72 F.  Cool, but not freezing.  Best get that final swim in soon.

-Nemo knew when to say when, just lacked the ability.           Previous   Next