|The lake on the Chemin du Fort (photo taken a week later)|
What I can't understand is people who make snide and hateful remarks about such children and their parents, simply because they are Muslims. Some of the comments posted under this story were despicable.
First we sat on the porch for a while, from which there's a view of their floating dock, with a paddle boat and canoe attached. Sometimes our friends launch their boat at sunrise, taking some breakfast with them to share with the fishes at the far corner of the lake. Before lunch today, Vija and I changed into our swimsuits and went down the steps for half an hour's bathe in the cool water –– not over cool though, 26º C, same as the air temperature, lovely. The men took the canoe to the far end of the lake and back while we were swimming back and forth. The middle of the lake, Vija told me, was 60ft deep, so I had no qualms about diving from the floating docks and hitting my head on the bottom. The water in this lake is clean, and apparently home to many fish, frogs and snakes, though I didn't spot any.
|One of the diving boards in Lac Chevreuil|
|Relishing the water|