A walk on the lake bed.
The lack of rain over the summer has all but dried up Guist Creek Lake. The main body is still wet, near the dam, so theres still quite a bit of lake there. But this lake is marked by it's many channels and inlets. Although it is really a man-made lake (I think....) it has a number of streams, channels, cricks and inlets coming off of it, that feed even more creeks and streams flowing throughout Shelby County. One of which, Indian Creek, flowed through the farm I grew up on. It brought us a diminutive pond, which was home to the frogs and toads that sounded throughout the night.
Those inlets and outlets, streams and creeks that were fed by the lake are dried up. The channel that ran behind this house, that floated our dock and allowed us to launch into the main lake, has dried up.
But, we make the best of natures folly.
That's a deer trail. They either come down to drink then turn back towards my side, or they cross over north towards the field.
The ground here is pitted with deer tracks.
A curious piece of driftwood.
A small pond towards the eastern end of the lake bed. This was full of frogs.
Catfish houses. I'll have to remember to fish this should the lake ever fill up again.
Rear view of the house, from the lake.
The picture doesn't really show how big this hoofmark was. Probably came from a really big deer, but it almost seemed more like an elk or moose. The depth is what caught my attention more than the width. The soil here was fairly firm....not soft or muddy. The depth of the hoofmark would lead me to believe that whatever made it was very heavy....heavier than a normal sized deer, be it buck or doe. There's no moose or elk in Kentucky (I don't think....) so it would have had to have been just a very, very big buck. I'll be watching for him.
Further on is the main body of the lake.
Feathers are probably from a hawk. Interesting how they settled within the cracks here.
Like a desert.
I think this birdhouse was placed here by KY F&W. It remains unused, maybe by a few rare sparrows every now and then, but regardless it's a visual blight on the lake (even when there's water in it.) I considered removing it.
I marked the locations of these logs and branches on a map. Hopefully, if the lake fills again, I can come back here and fish.
It was nice to have some time away from TV...news, politics, etcetera. It's all been making me more and more angry, every day. I realized yesterday that I both hated, and envied the ignorant at the same time. I wish I didn't care about the things that were happening, but I know that at some point it can and will affect me. More importantly, I know that it all means more than the immediate effect. Big things are happening. Big changes are coming.
An hour or so of simplicity a day makes things a lot more clear.
Those inlets and outlets, streams and creeks that were fed by the lake are dried up. The channel that ran behind this house, that floated our dock and allowed us to launch into the main lake, has dried up.
But, we make the best of natures folly.
That's a deer trail. They either come down to drink then turn back towards my side, or they cross over north towards the field.
The ground here is pitted with deer tracks.
A curious piece of driftwood.
A small pond towards the eastern end of the lake bed. This was full of frogs.
Catfish houses. I'll have to remember to fish this should the lake ever fill up again.
Rear view of the house, from the lake.
The picture doesn't really show how big this hoofmark was. Probably came from a really big deer, but it almost seemed more like an elk or moose. The depth is what caught my attention more than the width. The soil here was fairly firm....not soft or muddy. The depth of the hoofmark would lead me to believe that whatever made it was very heavy....heavier than a normal sized deer, be it buck or doe. There's no moose or elk in Kentucky (I don't think....) so it would have had to have been just a very, very big buck. I'll be watching for him.
Further on is the main body of the lake.
Feathers are probably from a hawk. Interesting how they settled within the cracks here.
Like a desert.
I think this birdhouse was placed here by KY F&W. It remains unused, maybe by a few rare sparrows every now and then, but regardless it's a visual blight on the lake (even when there's water in it.) I considered removing it.
I marked the locations of these logs and branches on a map. Hopefully, if the lake fills again, I can come back here and fish.
It was nice to have some time away from TV...news, politics, etcetera. It's all been making me more and more angry, every day. I realized yesterday that I both hated, and envied the ignorant at the same time. I wish I didn't care about the things that were happening, but I know that at some point it can and will affect me. More importantly, I know that it all means more than the immediate effect. Big things are happening. Big changes are coming.
An hour or so of simplicity a day makes things a lot more clear.