Last Minute Decision

 I made a last minute decision.

I took off to Waldo Lake late this morning.  Today was not supposed to be very hot, unlike the two days prior, when we were in the low 90's.

Given the fact my right knee has been extremely painful when I drive lately, I wasn't so sure it was a good idea.  But I figured I could make it.  And I did--holding an ice pack on it the entire drive.

I don't have cruise control and if I drive much I can inflame my knee and the ligaments and tendons from my foot up to my knee.  It's that weird angle--bent knee, foot constantly cocked backwards, since my legs are too long for the car seat.  It won't go back far enough to be comfy. 

I made it, and had a blast.  It was windy there, with heavy swell and white caps.  Doesn't bother me.

I headed to the shore across from the boat ramp then down it to the island on the south end and Sandy Beach campsite, a popular place to camp by boat (or trail and backpack).   The Cygnus was moored in the lagoon other side of the campsite.  It's a small sailboat I've encountered many times at Waldo.

Hope and Charity were glowing in the sun, north of Waldo's north end.  Two of the Three Sisters.  The Middle and the South.

I went on down to the southwest corner of Waldo to the sandy beach there to eat my lunch.

There, a mountain biker said hi.  He was intent on riding the trail around the lake.  I told him I didn't think it had been repaired since the fires.  He went on anyway and I saw him over in the burn area and he had to turn around there.  Said there were too many trees across the trail.

After awhile, I meandered back towards the island.  The Cygnus was pulling up anchor and starting an electric motor, heading back to the boat ramp.

With the Sandy Beach campsite vacated, I lollie gagged around there for an hour.

The water is so beautiful

Anyhow, that's what I did today.  On the spur of the moment.