D brought his canoe along on Saturday and we took a nice paddle around Bonnie Lake towards the end of the day. This was an ideal location for a cabin - about 90 minutes from Anchorage and so very quiet. Although we did hear someone playing Taps on a trumpet at around 7 p.m. The gnats and no-see-ums were pretty awful around shore but dissipated on the water.
The little dock and "boat launch" at the lake. Supposedly there is a horsepower restriction for this waterway but we saw somebody with a pretty large motor fishing for trout.
We turned around and there was Drift, up to his chest in the water already. He's gotten into a bad habit of looking for rocks and dunking his head underwater to retrieve them. Having a rockhound is a bad thing -- nobody wants their puppy to choke on a stone.
Along one edge of the lake is a small stream that a beaver has dammed up twice. If you enlarge the photo it's a little more visible.
It was way gorgeous out that evening -- a flat lake means mirror-like photos.
One day we'll really live the Alaskan dream and own a cabin of our own.
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