One Caretaker's story of living (mostly) in solitude on a private Island on Lake George in Upstate New York, as told through daily photographs and musings/ramblings (well, daily in the winter; every four days or so in the Summer and mostly just photos in the Summer).
A Very Brief Glossary: GHETTO--Name for the cabin that the Caretaker lives in, a single story structure, about 220 square feet/20.44 square meters.
Living Conditions: End of October to early May, no running water, Island population: 1. Early May to end of October, running water, Island population: ranges from 1 to 20 or so.
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The Caretaker's Concern 4/11/08 Lake Temp. 37 F. Ghetto temp. 40 F. and dropping. Island tmp. 38 F. Yesterday's L/H: 41/59 F. Current conditions: Total cloud coverage with low lying clouds along both shorelines, little to no wind.
The morning was covered in rain, but by the afternoon the rain clouds washed away from the sky. At some point during the day, the Caretaker doesn't remember exactly when, he saw a Blue Heron fly up the Lake towards the Narrows. That is the first Heron the Caretaker has seen since last Autumn. With long broad wings flapping patiently, their wings paint upon the sky a flight of grace rare amongst most all of the other area birds. However, the call of the Heron is in sharp contrast to their majestic flight and their graceful walk amongst reeds, the call of the Heron is... disgusting on the ears. Not that it takes any of the beauty away from the bird, for the most part they don't seem to give call all too often, thankfully. If you think the caws from a murder of crows in your tree is bad; if there was a flock of Herons on your lawn making constant calls to each other it wouldn't take long for you to either quickly depart, or let fly with some buckshot.
In the evening the Caretaker went for a paddle over towards Clay Island just to take in the sights, the water being calm, why not? The water is also high, it is about 5 to 6 inches from the top of the South dock, hopefully it won't go much higher, a few more inches and the boathouse will begin to flood. The boathouse flooding isn't so bad, it is more annoying than anything, mostly because the tin boat will float away. That would be bad.