31 Mile Lake

One of the reasons that we were excited about moving to Maine (or back East, generally) was that it would put us closer to 31 Mile Lake, Ray’s family summer cottage in Western Quebec. Admittedly, we are still pretty far. But, we can now drive to the lake instead of flying, and that makes a huge difference. 425 miles door to door, and a little over nine hours, including stops for restless and hungry children (and maybe grown ups too). Cheaper and easier all around, though not yet without the accompanying border crossing anxiety...

We did a Thursday to Monday trip, and had three full days at the lake, all of them glorious. For the most part, the weather was unseasonably warm, and I swam a lot, first thing in the morning as well as later in the day. Matt and I had a few really nice long distance swims as well.

Matt was super-uncle, and took Alden out in the canoe(s) many times. Thank you, Matt!

Our second day began with slightly dicey weather, but we forged ahead with an epic up to the north end of the lake boat ride anyway; the light and water were spectacular and the rain really only threatened, no real action.

The last morning, it was beginning to feel like fall. Milo woke up at some ungodly hour, and after effort upon effort, Ray and I finally gave up trying to get him back to sleep. I decided to take him down to the dock (so at least one of us – Ray – could get a little more sleep), set him up with toast and milk, and I managed to go for a really magical morning swim.

Other highlights include:

fun with sunglasses

hanging out on the deck...

family boat ride (not much enjoyed by Milo)

Finally, splashing - very much enjoyed by Milo.