Wednesday, September 05, 2012

What happened here?

Lake Sakakawea has hundreds of bays.  At some point the good ship Sovereign, or the previous ship Xanadu has anchored in a lot of them.  When the ship sails in to the bay old memories sail into the mind.  The Commander and Lord Kadizzle sailed into Cherry Bay a couple days ago.  The bay was named because when ever it was referred to someone ended up saying.  " You know that is the bay we sailed into and ate cherries with the Donovan's".

Heaven Bay got its name from a day Pat and Kadizzle sailed in many years ago.  Neither of us had ever been in the bay.  The water level at the time made it the ideal place to pull to shore for the night and build a camp fire.  It was such an idealistic place it instantly was named Heaven Bay.  It was the Bay Erin and I stumble on an entire clump of rattlesnakes hiking up a steep hill.  The Snakes were in a small cave.  Heaven is where Kadizzle laughed so hard his chair fell over backwards and he almost rolled into the lake.

Berthold Bay holds hundreds of stories, but the oldest memory always seems to be Bob Johnson doing the dishes in a bucket and throwing the dishes in the lake that were in the bottom of the bucket.  Berthold bay has a bottom of solid dishes and things lost from peoples boats including one of our earliest grills.  Berthold Bay was where the life buoy on Sovereign got it's only use.  A tourist in the charter days claimed he was drowning.  It seemed like he made a lot of effort to do it, but the buoy went right in his hands and saved him from what seemed his imaginary doom.  The tales of Berthold Bay are endless.

Shit Happens Bay,  the name says it all.  It was the Bay where Joe Windbaur wanted to run up into the woods in what seemed like a tornado.  Did not seem like a good idea to get ground to bits by flying trees.  Dave Stephens and Bill Butcher snagged a tree with the anchor for about two hours.  The Quinns had the mother of all in the dark, anchor dragging, dinner with Bill and Dina.  That meeting started with ominous signs.  Just to find each other for the famous meatloaf dinner we had to fire flares.

Twin Buttes had its spectacular storm with boats thrashing about and ground tackle coming loose.

Nancy Bay was an anchoring adventure in a storm waking up on an unknown shore.

Lewis and Clark Marina was where the park attendant threw the dock line in the prop as the wind drove Xanadu into the jetty. 

Everyone remembers where every rattlesnake was seen in each bay.   At the bay on the south side of Mallard Island  Kurt and Kadizzle tried to make a slide for life by stringing the anchor rope from the hill top to the mast.  The famous prairie fire started by the yacht club took place over by Wolf Creek.

On and on it goes, every bay has a story, and many memories.

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