Cold and Foggy Morning

The boat dock at Beeswax Creek Park looks cantilevered into space.

The sun was up, but hard to see for the dense fog

The water was silky smooth.

One old guy (no comments from the peanut gallery, please) did launch his old flat bottomed johnboat to work his catfish trotlines like he does every day. He went very slowly, and this is all I could see from the dock.

The johnboat created only a tiny wake.

After a few minutes, you can't tell where the water stops and the fog starts.

As I was headed home, the fog had thinned a little and you could see all the way across Beeswax Creek, but it was still thick only a little downstream.

This guy finally decided to go ahead and launch. He was headed upstream to do a little bass fishing, but wanted to wait till he could see the water ahead pretty well. He had heard the main channel was full of floating logs washed into the lake by the recent heavy rains.

Remnant of a Summer Past