It was not quite 5:30am when Steve took this photograph. In the “raw,” we could even see the moon’s seas. A few hours earlier, the full moon was lighting up the lake enough that we could have paddled down to Ghost Bay. Now, that would have surprised the loons.
The full moon, late at night, was so bright and the sky was so clear that we were tempted to paddle around the lake. We didn’t, but it was tempting. We decided to wait until morning.
At 6:30am, as we readied for a morning paddle to Ghost Bay, the full moon was still putting on quite a show. We paddled out while the moon was setting. Moon set and a light breeze sent moonlight to dancing on the lake. And then came sunrise.