Watching it all from above
A small change in the Lake’s level has produced a big response in the quantity of floating debris.
For three days, the level drifted down some thirty centimetres. Then last night it came up five centimetres. The Lake suddenly became awash in logs, sticks and debris as if all the flotsam of a wood mill had floated away—or at least that is what it looked like in the lakelet between the Nine–mile Narrows and the Kokanee Narrows where the picture below was taken.
Tomorrow is Canada Day and the beginning of a long weekend. If I were to set out in a speedboat over the next few days, I would be wary.
