A Day On Big Bear Lake

Yesterday morning as I was sipping my coffee, Mr. G says, "hey, you wanna go to breakfast"?  "To Blanca & Pierre's?"  Blanca & Pierre's is our favorite restaurant up in Big Bear.  Yes Big Bear, the place he spent the entire day before, putting the boat in the water.   Oh, and fishing.
He says he forgot to undo the boat battery and needed to go back up to do it.  Soooo, I quickly got ready and threw a couple of things into a bag and off we went.  One hour and ten minutes later, we were at the lake.  First we made a quick potty stop at the cabin.

Then we had a delicious meal at Blanca & Pierre's, and a nice conversation with Blanca.  Then on to the lake.  This is what the sky looked like yesterday!

It was on the cool side at first, with a brisk wind.  Then dark clouds formed overhead, and we heard a loud crack of thunder.  Hmmmmm, should we go boating, or not?  But the rain clouds quickly blew past, and off we went.  This is my favorite house on Big Bear Lake.  And this was the first time I have ever seen any activity there.

There was a lot going on at the lake yesterday, being a holiday weekend, and the last big hurrah of the summer.  We enjoyed watching the skiers, the rock jumpers, the novice boaters plowing through troll lines in the lake. 

Mr G threw anchor out to fish.

And I got cozy on the back of the boat with my blankies and yarn. 

It wasn't long before I had slumped down into a prone position,  as the rhythm of the waves underneath  rocked me to sleep.  I was in and out of my slumber, at times hearing the noises that were near us on the lake.  The occasional bark of a dog.  The kids shrill screams as they jumped from Big Rock.  The whirring sounds of a boat as it passed us, and the yells of the fishermen nearby  who were trying to avert disaster as the novice boater plowed through their fishing lines.  And then, the sudden thump, thump, thumping of Mr. G charging to the back of the boat where I was, as he wrestled a big one to the boat!!!  "GET THE NET" he shouted!  I stumbled to my feet, lunging in one direction for the net, to the other for my camera, eager to see Walter at the end of his line. 

Okay, so Walter he was not.  But just the day before, Greg and Ron caught a couple of nice sized trout in the lake. Trout Fest is the first weekend in October.  We are gonna get you Walter!!!!
We bobbed.  We cruised.  We trolled.  We drifted.   And before long the sun was slipping behind the mountain, and we headed back to Holloways to put the boat away.  While we were at the gas dock, I noticed this retro looking sign on the pump.  I liked it, so I snapped a picture.

It was such a beautiful day on the lake!

There is something about boats, and docks, and pines around a lake that just make my heart soar!!!
Yep, I would pick lake over ocean, any day of the week!  We went into town and had dinner at Saucy Mama's, where we sat outside listening to a Jimmy Buffet wannabe busking on the corner, and shared spaghetti and pizza.  Then walked next door to have an ice cream cone where we sat outside to enjoy as we people watched.   Then headed on down the mountain.  The sky was so incredibly beautiful that I actually unbuckled and crawled over fishing poles to the back end where my camera was, then scrambled back to the front and snapped photos almost all the way down the hill.  I must preface these pictures by saying NONE of them do justice to the show that mother nature was putting on for us. 

It was just gorgeous.  The sky was a deep purple to the west, and  then suddenly there was a bank of dark clouds that looked very threatening, with what appeared to be rain streaking down into the distance somewhere!

Stunning views, all the way down the mountain!

It was the best kind of day.  Unplanned.  Relaxing.  Perfect!   Today is Labor Day.  Not much going on here.  Probably going to throw something on the barbie tonight and just have a quiet day.  See you soon.