We noticed some small fish in the lake. I had never seen any there before. They were probably between 1 and 2 inches. Dad said that one of them was a trout, but the others were too small to tell.
Andy and I took the canoe out on the lake and paddled up to just past the waterfall. There was not even a ripple on the lake. I took a couple of pictures looking back up the valley from the canoe, but I don't know if I was able to stay steady enough. Andy had to periodically "bail" water with his t-shirt since one of the many repairs which had been made to the canoe had sprung a leak.
We walked back on the road.