Tag Archives: Lake
Middle of the Night
Almost noon in the middle of the night where time has never been
Ripples sneak across the surface without moving in space that never was
Light bends its waves in a continuum that will never be.
Holy Place

With barely a hint of breeze and quiet – so quiet, you could hear normal speaking voices from shore. The combination of sound, soft light and stillness in the air made me feel as if Duck Lake, this morning, was a most holy place. On the other hand, the fish weren’t biting and I still haven’t won the lottery. So, just what does happen in holy places anyway?
Sunrise on White Lake
Sunrises and sunsets on the lake are almost always spectacular. This was taken on my smartphone yesterday morning about 7:00 o’clock. There were more fishermen out than I had expected; 10 minutes earlier we couldn’t see the boat next to us because of the fog.
By 11:00 o’clock, it had greatly dissipated, but not completely. We nearly had our limit of Bluegills and headed for the cleaning station at the Montague boat launch to beat the rush of other fishermen who might have the same idea.
I keep thinking, “I am not a morning person,” nonetheless, I have posted many more sunrise pictures here than sunset pictures. I would much rather go to bed well after sundown and sleep in the following morning, but it seems that whenever my friend, Wes, asks if I want to go fishing, I always say, “Yes, of course. What time?” – Oh crap, he wants to go early in the morning. So, there I am, often before sunrise, helping to launch the boat. Clearly, I am not the man that I think I am.
Blue Hour Fishing

Fishing on White Lake during the blue hour, that hour or so after the sun drops below the horizon. This photo was taken with a Motorola Droid smartphone.
Daybreak on White Lake
White Lake at daybreak this morning. Photo was taken from the Montague boat launch with a smartphone and enhanced in Photoshop CS5.