The little park and spillway at the south end of the lake is almost always pretty. Shari stopped to use the restroom – it’s an outhouse, but Friend Claire pronounced it acceptable on our visit last year. Shari also gave it a passing grade.
While she was otherwise occupied, LaFern and I checked out the spillway. I saw a huge fish chasing minnows as soon as I got there, but he disappeared, never to be seen again on this visit.
There were plenty of turtles, including a softshell with a neck a foot long who was snurfulling along the top of the water until he spotted us.
This guy cruised by to the base of the spillway, then disappeared. His coloring and rounded head makes me believe he was harmless.
I’m happier with turtles
Ernie Chiles and I rode our bikes around the lake in 2009.