Loons on the Loose

On carefully selected weekends every spring and fall, the Loonatics gather in in Adirondacks to eat, drink and appreciate Mary's decorating.   And continue construction on the garage.  

The following is a photo journal of the most recent event.

Dock Doc paddling into the sunset.  Somebody has to do it.

Always great to be the only one on placid water.

Or to just watch.

It's easy to lose focus on the still water.

 But there is work to be done!

Planning the levitation floor in the garage.

Sam Adams demonstrating that caution is called for no mater what the activity.

This is the camp.  Did I mention that the assessment recently tripled?

Here's a place in town with more room than the camp.  
I wonder if his assessment tripled.

And here is the out building on his parcel.  
Candy Canes are a nice touch in May, don't you think?

But back to the camp...

Gimp 1 preparing for a reconnaissance mission.  Eagle sighting.

Mission accomplished, the eagle became an osprey.  Still impressive.

He let me know the portrait session was over.

Paddling back, Gimp 1 diverted to this special place 
where a tributary empties into the main stream.
The creek divides into three cascades, 
providing babble that surrounds the intrepid paddler.

What is it?

Yield right of way when someone honks at you.

But back to the tasks at hand...

The planning session for cutting down the dead tree.
The air temperature rose from all the brainpower applied.

Skinny Cut-Boy adds his 2 cents to the plan.

Sam Adams didn't get the memo from the planning meeting on tree drop coordinates.
He appears to be accident prone.

One trunk down.  One to go.

Both trunks down courtesy of the one armed man.
We'd call Booboo "Lefty", but that's the arm that's missing.

Jumping for Joy that the tree is down.
Brave men, jumping on that dock.
Chowdahead, on left?  Not so brave.

Severed trunks make good Loon perches.

Evening FCV (Fluid Consumption Volume) is easily monitored by the number of images captured with the campfire as the subject.  

Here are a few of the 30+ for your viewing pleasure.

Love those sparks.

On occasion, one can imagine ghostly apparitions in the flames.

"...and I bring you, FIRE!!!"

I'm afraid Sam Adams sustained some brain damage when the tree fell on him.
One-armed Booboo is about to provide him with the magic potion he is carrying.

Potion applied, his condition improved somewhat.

With the coals burning down, the Loonatics would soon be dreaming of construction.

And in the morning...

Preparing insulation for the warm room.

"I dunno.  Why did we cut the notch in this sheet?"

Successfully installed, the Loons test the levitation floor.

One of the many staff photographers beside the new warm room inside wall.

Stairway wall going up in sections.

Good to have lots of "R" on that outside wall.

Some of the crew put so much of themselves into the project.
It is humbling to be around that kind of dedication.

And then we had to paddle home.

Cinco De Mayo Loonacy at the Camp

The surest sign of spring...a burst pipe.

In honor of one of our members who could not attend.

And they laughed when I insisted that railing be detachable.

A whole lot easier than hauling 49 sheets of 1/2 inch drywall up the stairs

Demonstration of a technique from The Loonatic Guide to Construction Safety.

I want you to look just like me...

The manufacturer must have changed this pink stuff.  There was very limited itching.

Bud Light-Can-Man demonstrates another technique from the Guide.

"Fluff it, don't stuff it!"

A rare sighting of a Free-range Woodbutcher.

As usual, in the dark.

Amazing progress.

Continued amazement.

A guest appearance by one of our esteemed neighbors.

Looking across the water and through the trees.

Loons are often social animals.

And I bring you....FIRE !!!!

Spoke some evil, saw some evil, heard some evil.

Sparkling conversation!

Moon above and below the island.