This Great Lake

The lake is flat this evening and it’s hard to see the horizon against the gray clouds piling up in the west.  Usually the fishing on the pier is better in the evening but other than the young kid who just pulled in a small white perch there doesn’t seem to be much hitting tonight.

The breeze feels good because it’s been so muggy but now the wind is starting to pick up and the flag in front of the bait shop is beginning to flutter.   And then the temperature drops probably 20 degrees.  You can see that it’s raining a few miles away and now it’s starting here. The weather is changing so fast that it’s frightening.

Within minutes the lake has gone from flat to ripples to whitecaps and the rain looks like a blizzard. They can’t be seen through the rain but out there the sailboats and powerboats that were cruising around on a pleasant summer evening have turned and are trying to get in.  They know what’s ahead for them if they don’t make land.

Get off the pier.  Pull in the line in and get going.  Chase down the bait bucket before it flies off into the water. Let it go. Get off the pier, now. This isn’t the first time out here, should have picked up earlier, should have known better.  It’s getting bad here 500 feet off the shore so it must be terrifying being on the boats that are struggling to get in.

The first thing to remember: This lake, this Great Lake must be respected.

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